Louis Armstrong - You run your mouth, I'll run my business | Текст песни

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• Louis Armstrong
• You run your mouth, I'll run my business

You catch me beatin' up your chops?
I ought to turn you over to the cops,
but dig this spiel I'm going to lay on you, gate
Don't cop your broom, park the body and wait

You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother
You tell everybody I'm busted, you talk so much you got me disgusted
But you run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother

You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother
You start in tellin' me you're my pal, and end up tellin' me how to handle my gal
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother

You run your juicy mouth and I'll run my business, brother
Just run your juicy mouth and I'll run my business, brother
You always tellin' me what to do, sayin', "I wouldn't do that if I was you!"
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother

Just clap your liver lips and I'll run my business, brother
Clap your liver lips and I'll run my business, brother
If I'd followed your advice on how to make dough, I'd been in the jailhouse long ago
You run your mouth and I'll run my business, brother

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