Story Behind The Song

Most performers who've played in bars run across someone who is trying to impress them and will say anything.

Song Description

Getting told too many lies in too many bars.

Lyrics

BAR TALK
Music & lyrics by Rob Wolf and Sam Cooper ©2011
Brooding Stud Music (ASCAP)
Jerricat Music (SESAC)
615-469-4067 jericat@yahoo.com

Are they tellin' me just what I wanna hear,
Cause they think that I'll buy them another beer?
I'm thinkin' bout takin' me a little walk,
To get away from all the bar talk, bar talk.

Got all these wannabe's blowin' smoke,
Tellin' lies with their rum and their diet coke,
If their tall tales were true, then I'd be shocked,
Cause they're always talkin' bar talk, bar talk.

Flappin' their bubblegums to anyone,
Lettin' all the air out of all the fun.
They never know just when to quit,
Is there anybody here who ain't full of it?

Lemme tell you bout my vette and my girlfriends,
And my summer home up in the Hamptons,
My great grandma invented the tomahawk,
And I ain't talkin' bar talk, bar talk.

instrumental break to bridge music

Before Brad, I turned down Angeline Jolie,
She was devastated, wanted to stay with me.
Who taught that little tart how to stalk?
I swear it's true, this ain't bar talk, bar talk.

You can put me on the witness stand.
I'll take a polygraph test for ya man,
You can check all my vital signs,
I can dream, but that don't mean I'm lyin'.

After this one, I swear I'll pay my tab,
I loaned my vette to my mom, so I'll need a cab.
My chateau is too far for me to walk,
And I'm done with all the bar talk, bar talk.
The symphony I conducted was a little off,
When they played a little Bartok, Bartok,
I was Columbo before Peter Falk,
And I cured polio with Jonas Salk,
Write it down on the sidewalk with purple chalk,
That I ain't talkin' bar talk, bar talk.