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 sport
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-fa to find a soul cliche

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

Ooh 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 favor
Whose tongue now is tasting last week´s flavor
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-fa to find a soul cliche

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

Ooh 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
Now they´re here and gone
Now they´re here and gone
Not there