let them all talk

hear what i say

see what i do

believe me now i'm all over you

all over you

i know a place

a certain very tender spot

to have and to hold

to have and have not

listening to the sad song 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

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

when you have squandered all your youth

to have and to hold

a stranger to the truth

listening to the sad song that the radio plays

have we come this fa-fa-fa to find a soul cliche

let them talk