Song Length |
3:27 |
Genre |
Folk - Country |
Lyrics
Talkin' This, Walkin' That
I was alone, she was not my type
I said "I love you" she believed the hype
In the mornin', I was out the back door
And she never saw me anymore
One minute I can be a barrel of laughs
And the next you'll want to write my epitaph
I'm a little mixed-up inside -
Like a Heckle and Jeckle and Hyde
I'm talkin' this and walkin' that
Don't even know where my own head is at
Don't be suprised when I leave you flat
And then I try to come wrigglin' back
I found a job - it was not for me
Makin' widgets in a factory
I shook hands and told 'em "I'm your man"
Went out to lunch and never came back again
Gimme the chance and I will b.s. you
I still ain't graduated from that school
I will promise you the sun and the moon
But don't expect to get 'em anytime soon
If I was walkin' what I'm talkin', I might just get somewhere
But I been fakin' it - makin out like I'm already there
I been goin' great guns tryin' to be anyone 'cep for who I am
They're gonna take my bones and write on my stone:
"Here lies the unknown man"
I'm not alone. I'm in good company
Most of us ain't what we appear to be
We got disguises that fit skin tight
It's a wonder we get anything right