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Well I'm just sick and tired
Of talking on the phone
Sitting in your room
Conversing all alone
Talk, talk, talk, talk,
Talkin about everybody else
But what you really rather do is talking about yourself, so...
Don't talk to me, don't talk
Don't talk to me, don't talk
Don't talk to me, don't talk
You don't talk to me, don't talk
You don't talk to me
Not even a word, not even a whisper
Just button your lip!
You ought to have a case
Of bloody laryngitis!
We're sitting in a room
With no one there beside us,
'Cause we're sick and tired of listening to your erratic shit
Why don't you shut your mouth,
Stop acting like a twit
Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha chatter chatter chatter!
You talk to me all night, but I don't know what's the matter
When you yak yak yak yak yak yak yak yak yak yak yak yak yak!
I'd like to tie your hands and feet
And put you in a sack.
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