Vince Gill "Nothin' Left to Say" |
I work my fingers to the bone Just trying to keep up with the Jones You call me on the telephone Say baby hurry hurry home. Pour me a little splash of red You look like you could raise the dead Have you got something on your mind Come on girl we're wasting time. Chorus Just let your body do the talking Don't let the words get in the way Yeah, I can tell the way you're walking That you got nothing left to say. Ain't gonna watch the evening news 'Cause I don't care who's shooting who You're putting on my favorite shoes About to do that thing you do. Ah, let's do it all night long Cause in the morning I'll be gone If everything works out all right Same place, same time tomorrow night. Chorus Just let your body do the talking Don't let the words get in the way Yeah, I can tell the way you're walking That you got nothing left to say. Ain't got nothin' to say. Chorus Just let your body do the talking Don't let the words get in the way Yeah, I can tell the way you're walking That you got nothing left to say. Yeah, I can tell the way you're walking That you got nothing left to say Nothin' baby... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |