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Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Donīt get deep, shut up and dance
Love has got me down
A tear just hit the ground
So I started writing you this song
But the words I wrote came out all wrong
Yeah, but itīs all right
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Donīt get deep, shut up and dance
When you canīt define the crime
Then life ainīt worth a dime
When they take away everything you got
And they rub your nose in the funky spot
Not without a fight
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Donīt get deep, shut up and dance
When you work your fingers to the bone
Now what does that get you - nothing
In a crowd of people
Youīre still alone
You hope that tells you something
The road to heaven is paved in hell
And it makes you wonder
Why weīre here at all
Check out the shape of your circumstance
He wears the dress and she wears the pants
Here comes Jill and she needs romance
But you canīt do jack so shut up and dance!
Sex it like a gun
You aim, you shoot, you run
When youīre splittinī hairs with Mr. Clean
Itīs like gettinī head from a guillotine
And the night has just begun
Talk it cheap, shut up and dance
Donīt get deep, shut up and dance
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Donīt get deep, shut up and dance
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Donīt get deep, shut up and dance