Marti Webb - Let's Talk About You Lyrics
Funny... always thought of you as my girlfriendI just can't believe you could come in here and say all those thingsLet me finish... you must let me finishThank you... thanks for bringing me up to date, dearDidn't know you knew all the ins and outs of my private lifeLet me finish... you must let me finishLet's talk about youA minute or twoWhat tart is your husband keeping?Where's he sleeping?Can't you say?Let's talk about menYou're at it again!I've heard that you need a bedfulFor those dreadfulGames you playHow dare you come in hereWagging your wicked tongue?Your cheeks are red, my dearYou look like you've been stungI know my life's a mess... but I think you're the worst thing in itWait a minute...Let's talk about youBecause you never doYou just couldn't wait to blurt outAll that dirt out in my faceLet's talk about pillsAnd illegal thrillsI hear that the habit's gripped youAnd you've tripped to every placeDoes it make you feel goodKnowing that I feel bad?Yes, knowing you it wouldYou must be very sadYou can't know how I feelBut my friend you're about to learn howIt's my turn now...Let's talk about boozeAnd how much you useWhat time do your kids start drinking?Am I sinking low as you?Yes, he knows lots of girls... he likes his funI am glad he's got lots and not just oneHow's that fat little man... was it one more affair?Where are you going... why are you running away from me?Are you absolutely sure you don't want to stay for tea?