Screeching Weasel - Baby Talk | Текст песни

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Baby talk mix it up emotions hit the trip again
Baby talk sticking to your story til the bitter end
Incriminations are in/out of you like bullets from a gun
Sometimes I wonder if it's my artistic way of having fun

Ayayay, woahh
Ayayay, woahh

Baby talk make it personal when you're on the attack
Baby talk it would twist up are you sure you got the facts
When you want something you suck up acting sly I'll give you talk,
(Baby talk, baby talk, baby talk)
And when I need a little look I turn around and baby walked, away

Ayayay, woahh
Ayayay, woahh
Ayayay, woahh
Ayayay, woahh

Oh I don't owe, I don't owe, I don't owe you anything
Oh I don't owe, I don't owe, I don't owe you anything
No I won't, no I won't, no I won't give you anything
Oh I don't owe, I don't owe, I don't owe you anything

Ayayay, woahh
Ayayay, woahh (woahh)
Ayayay, woahh
Ayayay, woahh (woahh, baby talk baby talk baby talk)

Ayayay, woahh
Ayayay, woahh (woahh)
Ayayay, woahh
Ayayay, woahh (woahh, baby talk baby talk baby talk)

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