作曲 : Costello Hear what I say See what I do Believe me now I'm all over you All over you I know a place (I know a place) A certain very tender spot To have and to hold To have and have not Listening to the sad songs that the radio plays Have we come this fa-fa-far to find a soul cliché Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Oh yeah we're killing time Just to keep you clocking on These are the best years of your life Now they're here and gone Do the world a service And you could do yourself a favour Whose tongue now Is tasting last week's flavour? Our day will come (our day will come) When you have squandered all your youth To have and to hold A stranger to the truth Listening to the sad songs that the radio plays Have we come this fa-fa-far to find a soul cliché Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Oh yeah we're killing time Just to keep you clocking on These are the best years of your life Now they're here and gone
作曲 : Costello Hear what I say See what I do Believe me now I'm all over you All over you I know a place (I know a place) A certain very tender spot To have and to hold To have and have not Listening to the sad songs that the radio plays Have we come this fa-fa-far to find a soul cliché Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Oh yeah we're killing time Just to keep you clocking on These are the best years of your life Now they're here and gone Do the world a service And you could do yourself a favour Whose tongue now Is tasting last week's flavour? Our day will come (our day will come) When you have squandered all your youth To have and to hold A stranger to the truth Listening to the sad songs that the radio plays Have we come this fa-fa-far to find a soul cliché Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk Oh yeah we're killing time Just to keep you clocking on These are the best years of your life Now they're here and gone
