| Kicked your gift-horse in the teeth
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| Crowd gathered round in the street
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| You killed your saviour new one can’t be found
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| Talk is cheap your saviour’s highway bound
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| You read the tabloids every day
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| They’re giving lots of things away
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| They went to build you up
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| So they can bring you down
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| Talk is cheap it’s gonna
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| Could make them a million pounds
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| Now baby don’t put your business on the telephone
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| Tell your girlfriend just to leave me alone
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| Tell her to watch her mouth before she talks to anybody anybody
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| Oh 'cos talk is cheap it comes with the territory
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| Sometimes it’s back-to-front sometimes it’s upside down
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| Put your money where your mouth is when you come around
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| Backbiters and syndicators walking from chinatown
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| Oh talk is cheap why don’t you lay your money down
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| Well they say you can’t shut up a god damn fool
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| Ain’t no exception to the rule
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| It’s blah, blah, blah, blah
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| Just like a nursery rhyme
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| Talk is cheap almost all the time
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| Alright
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| Yes, talk is cheap
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| Almost all the time |