your mind is on vacation / your funeral and my trial

i see you laughin'

right in my face

i guess i'm gonna have to

put you in your place

because if silence was golden

you couldn't raise a dime

because your mind is on vacation

and your mouth is working overtime

you're quoting figures

and dropping names

you're tellin' stories

about the dames

you're over-laughin'

when things ain't funny

you're tryin' to sound

like you're the big money

honey

if talk was criminal

you'd lead a life of crime

because your mind is on vacation

and your mouth is working overtime

life is short

talk is cheap

don't go makin' promises that you can't keep

if you don't like this little song i'm singin'

just grin and bear it

all i can say is if the rich shoe fits

wear it

if you must keep talkin'

please try to make it rhyme

because your mind is on vacation

and your mouth is working overtime

well

i recall when we first met

it was on a friday night

we spent two lovely hours together

and the world seemed all right

i'm beggin' you

baby

please stop that off-the-wall jive

'cause if you don't treat me no better

it's gonna be your funeral and my trial

well

the lord made the world and everything that's in it

the way my baby loves me

it's a sign that it's it

she can love to heal the sick

she can love to raise the dead

you might think that i'm jokin'

you better believe what i said

i'm beggin' you

babe

please stop that off-the-wall jive

oh

if you don't treat me no better

it's gonna be your funeral and my trial

i see you laughin'

right in my face

i guess i'm gonna have to put you in your place

'cause if talk was criminal

you'd lead a life of crime

because your mind is on vacation

and your mouth is working overtime