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Yeah. Uh-huh.
Yes, I heard you.
Ok, but.. but..
Look.. wait a minute now..
Chorus:
Baby, I’m pleading,
Dial it back a notch.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.
My ears are bleeding,
It’s too much talk.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.
What was God thinking
Up in Heaven?
Gave you a mouth.
Dialed it to eleven.
Chorus:
Baby, I’m pleading,
Dial it back a notch.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.
My ears are bleeding,
It’s too much talk.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.
Verse 1:
When we met I thought you’d be a
Sweet companion.
Went on a picnic out to
Echo Canyon.
You talked so much about
Your mom’s phlebitis,
The canyon got laryngitis.
Chorus:
Baby, I’m pleading,
Dial it back a notch.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.
My ears are bleeding,
It’s too much talk.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.
Yeah. I know..
Uh-huh.
Yes. I’m listening.
Yes, I heard you.
Chorus:
Baby, I’m pleading,
Dial it back a notch.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.
My ears are bleeding,
It’s too much talk.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.
Verse 2:
You talk more than fifty
Other women.
I’m afraid to try and
Take you swimming.
If the water’s deeper
Than your mouth,
Girl, you’re gonna drown.
Bridge:
Last night I swear I had the greatest dream.
We’re walking on the moon, just you and me.
And every time you tried to say a word,
The lack of air meant you could not be heard.
Yeah. Uh-huh
But.. Ok, but..
No, that’s not what I..
Ok, now wait..
It’s just that..
Could I just say..
Verse 3:
Once the CIA thought
You were a spy.
Tapped your phone. They gave up,
That’s no lie.
It wasn’t worth it, yeah they
Had their doubts
From all the tape recorders
You wore out.
Verse 4:
Blew my brains out,
Ended up in Hell.
I was worried but it
Turned out swell.
All these tortured souls that
Scream like mad.
After you, it’s really
Not so bad.
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Verse 1:
Veronika was a dancer.
A refugee from the Ukraine;
The Motherland of those with nothing.
She’ll never go back there again.
She looked just like a school girl,
If school girls carried guns.
Worked her way on past the Lincolns
Right up to the Benjamins.
Chorus:
A stone cold Russian angel.
Eyes just like a jungle cat.
So much more than you can handle.
Hard to find a girl like that.
Verse 2:
Bobby T, he drove a taxi.
Bounced the club on Friday nights.
Got all sweet on Veronika.
You could see it in his eyes.
They ran a low key escort service.
Bobby did what he did best:
Transportation and protection.
Veronika did the rest.
Chorus:
All those hungry Russian winters.
Not a single ounce of fat.
She looked just like a school girl.
Hard to find a girl like that.
Verse 3:
One night a new John started bragging
‘Bout dirty deals and jobs he’d done.
Lots of cash in secret places.
Enough to live life on the run.
Veronika pulled her pistol.
A nickel plated Tokarev.
They talked about those secret places.
She pulled the trigger, shot him dead.
Chorus:
All those hungry Russian winters.
She had to watch out for the rats.
Take ‘em out with just one bullet.
Hard to find a girl like that.
Verse 4:
Veronika screamed for Bobby.
Then she hid behind the door.
Shot him with the John’s revolver.
Arranged the bodies on the floor.
You know the D.A. had suspicions.
Smelled a hungry Russian rat.
He’ll never take her deposition.
It’s hard to find a girl like that.
Outro:
Hard to find a girl like that.
Hard to find a girl like that.
You can’t find a girl like that.
Took the cash and kept on moving.
You can’t find a girl like that.
Never find a girl like that.
Never find a girl like that.
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