Floyds (The)
Talk
met you where the walls were velvet. Slingin' chili in a corset. Makin' love to every face that walked into the room. It was never my intention to put your service on suspension. But I wanted what was flaunted by no matter whom. Oooh, oh no. Here I go again I'm crazy. Oooh, oh no. Let's not talk about religion or about no evolution. Let's not talk about the big bang. Or about no air pollution. I don't care about your habbits, If all that I've heard is true. I don't wanna talk until we're through. You're kinda like a cartoon mirror. Talking to me makes me shiver. Water beadin' down your side onto the hardwood floor I have to scold my dog because he licks it off the floor, Before I even get a chance to taste a little for myself. My head's spinnin' from the liquor, That you bought from the bartender. So excuse me if my center focus is just a little warped. But you've got my full attention, And I've got the best intentions. If you'll only keep the deep stuff lyin' on the floor.
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