Текст песни The Roches - Blabbermouth
The Roches - Blabbermouth слова песни
Here comes the blabbermoutheverybody hold on to your secretsYou better not let `em out or the blabbermouth`s gonna tell.Here comes the blabbermoutheverybody hold on to your secretsIf you let the blabbermouth see it you know she`s gonna tell.Don`t be so judgmentalHow would you like to be her?Everybody calling you yentlAlways creating a stirActually I`m speaking about myselfI`m the person this song is aboutAnd it`s the loneliest feeling you ever feltTo have to be the blabbermouthIt`s a crummy gig but someone`s gotta do itA thing goes underground and it festers like a soreYears go by and no one refers to itBut everyone involved is rotting at the coreFrom thinking and trying to escape itAnd figuring out some way to feel okayYou write a song that just doesn`t say and tape itdreaming it will be over with somedayBut here comes the blabbermouth to send that thing aroundthe grapevineLast I heard it was heading south with a whole new spin anda different dateline.I`m glad I wasn`t home to take my angry licksWhen you called me on the phone regarding my latest anticsBut aren`t you a little happy in the back of your mindthat you don`t have to worry about a slipwhen you`re sitting with a friend drinkin` some wine?Don`t you see I did you a favor Button Lip?