Is There An End
To much blah,blah,blah, I'd like some silence here
Two whole minutes of peace, without you yackin in my ear
It's O.K. to have it quiet, keep a few thoughts to yourself
Even Teddy Rupskin, spent some time up on the shelf
You'ld think there'd be a minute, that you'ld run out of things to say
But we've been together years, and I've not yet found a day
Are you afraid that you'll go deaf, if you can't hear your own voice
Try turning on a radio, for a little background noise
I love you dear but please, I'm trying to watch my T.V. show
Your all talkin on the phone, acting like didn't know
Just tell me what I have to do, to bring this torture to an end
Why don't you go to the shop, pick up the phone and call a friend
It feels like I am having, one bad case of dejavu
I guess because it seems, that your story's never through
Just about the time I think, that I won't hear another peep
I am awakened from a dream, to hear you talkin in your sleep
I think a woman invented ear plugs, for a reason not to strange
So she could tolerate her husband, at a close yet distant range
I am in need of a vacation, from which I plan no return
I can not take this any more, it's for a peacefull life I yearn
Two whole minutes of peace, without you yackin in my ear
It's O.K. to have it quiet, keep a few thoughts to yourself
Even Teddy Rupskin, spent some time up on the shelf
You'ld think there'd be a minute, that you'ld run out of things to say
But we've been together years, and I've not yet found a day
Are you afraid that you'll go deaf, if you can't hear your own voice
Try turning on a radio, for a little background noise
I love you dear but please, I'm trying to watch my T.V. show
Your all talkin on the phone, acting like didn't know
Just tell me what I have to do, to bring this torture to an end
Why don't you go to the shop, pick up the phone and call a friend
It feels like I am having, one bad case of dejavu
I guess because it seems, that your story's never through
Just about the time I think, that I won't hear another peep
I am awakened from a dream, to hear you talkin in your sleep
I think a woman invented ear plugs, for a reason not to strange
So she could tolerate her husband, at a close yet distant range
I am in need of a vacation, from which I plan no return
I can not take this any more, it's for a peacefull life I yearn
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