Scott Bradlee’s Postmodern Jukebox
Everybody Talks
Ah

Aaah Ahhh

Hey baby won't you look my way
I can be your new addiction

Hey baby what you gotta say?
All you're giving me is fiction

I'm a sorry sucker and this happens all the time

I found out that everybody talks
Everybody talks, everybody talks

It started with a whisper
And that was when I kissed her
And then she made my lips hurt

I could hear the chit chat
Take me to your love shack
Mamas always gotta back track
When everybody talks back

Hey honey you could be my drug
You could be my new prescription
Too much could be an overdose
All this trash talk make me itchin

Oh my my dear
Everybody talks, everybody talks
Everybody talks

Too much
It started with a whisper
And that was when I kissed her
And then she made my lips hurt

I could hear the chit chat
Take me to your love shack
Mamas always gotta back track
When everybody talks back

Never thought I'd live
To see the day
When everybody's words got in the way

Yeahh Ohhh
Hey sugar show me all your love
All you're giving me is friction

Hey sugar what you gotta say?
It started with a whisper
And that was when I kissed her
And then she made my lips hurt

I could hear the chit chat
Take me to your love shack
Mamas always gotta back track
When everybody talks back
Everybody talks
Everybody talks
Everybody talks
Everybody talks
Everybody talks
Everybody talks... back

It started with a whisper (Everybody talks)
And that was when I kissed her (Everybody talks)

Everybody talks
Everybody talks... back