So this is really it this time, no more drummers in L.A.
You sealed it with a kiss on my lips, on my forehead, and I cry
And we push it uphill, baby push, baby push
Baby pushed it uphill as far as we could
Now we're rollin' down sour, sour baby, sour
Yeah, rollin' down sour alright
But why can't we just talk about it?
We used to be such good friends
Oh we used to be such good friends
Now all we do is fight
And all I wanna do is talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all
Why can't we just talk about it?
You remember when we lit your shoes on fire
In the backstreets of New York
And we were only happy cause we had each other
Together breaking law
And we were on fire, fire baby, fire
Talk about fire all night
And west-side lovers under midtown cover
Talk about fire alright
But why can't we just talk about it?
We used to be such good friends
Oh we used to be such good friends
Now all we do is fight
And all I wanna do is talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all
Why can't we just talk about it?
(Mm-hm)
But I was your best thing
Kissing on the back streets
Rollin' in Brooklyn dirt
And free were the sins made
Young and so restless
New York won't feel the same
New York, New York, New York won't feel the same
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all night
Baby talk all
Why can't we just talk about it?
