verse 1 I tend to vent a lot. it's hard to end a thought I get pent up and I guess I don't know when to stop if i get a mental block, you can hear a pencil drop but if not i'm all talk like a rent a cop I don't wanna mock ever yet I let it slip said i gotta get a grip cause i know you're delicate and i'm pretty adament i can learn some ettiquette bet on it that i can talk a book and never edit it seldom elegant, guilty of embellishing yelling but i'm holding shit together like i'm gelatin everyone's selfish and jealous, I'm hella slim but I gotta bigger mouth than a pelican check a fella sing, messing up the melody I know my alphabet, A to Elemopee i like you, it's shouldn't be shocking my heart's beating just as loud as i'm talking chorus Danny: I know you know I know you know sometimes I say things I don't quite mean George: don't be alarmed I mean no harm Danny: Ca-a-a-a-an't I run my mouth?
verse 2 i'm a fast talker louder than a brass knocker, cricket or a grasshopper not another. word i don't want to ass kiss sniffing like a mastiff that'll be my last ditch effort to be. heard take me as a hostage i'm feeling lost with my neck out like an ostrich totally absurd I squawk like a bird cause my clumsy heart feels like it's doing cartwheels put me in a dunce cap treat me like a hunchback say my mind is one track every single. day call my mug a megaphone I don't beg and moan if i get in bed alone i don't want to say you're forgiven briefly if i call you sweet pea then you say to eat me and i don't know which way i've had a taste and i know you're gourmet An argument's just the makeup foreplay chorus George: Bridge Danny: Listen calm down hear me watch your mouth Careful that stung give me lip Bite my tongue I'd say stop it (that) but we both talk shit (trash) How about we work it out? (repeat)
Chorus after Bridge Danny: You know, I know You know I know Sometimes You say things You don't quite mean George: I'm not alarmed If you mean no harm Danny: Go ahead and ru-u-un your mouth
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verse 3 take the silent type, gimme the opposite you look so damn sexy when you're talking shit every time i want to say to put a sock in it i melt again and buy your ass a box of chocolate i guess that's why they call me georgie porgie puddin pie before i kiss my girl i put her on a sugar high and then we cry after a little old 'how are you?' turns into an argument I bet'll scar you is it hard to always have to complain taking something mundane and give yourself a tongue sprain? you talk about your day and go off for a year and i could walk away or hold the phone off of my ear I don't love what i hear, but i've got to stay cause man, smart girls have a lot to say i want to shout with someone that i'm down with there's no one I'd rather run my mouth with