You talk too much
you worry me to death,
You talk too much,
you even worry my pet
You just talk,
talk too much
You talk about people
that you don't know,
You talk about people
wherever you go
You just talk,
talk too much
You talk about people
that you've never seen,
You talk about people,
you can make me scream
You just talk,
you talk too much
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There's nothing left for me
Of days that used to be
They're just a memory
Among my souvenirs
Some letters sad and blue
A photograph or two
I see a rose from you
Among my souvenirs
A few more tokens rest
Within my treasure chest
And, though they do their best
To give me consolation,
I count them all apart
And, as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs
I count them all apart
And, as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs.
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