You Talk Too Much
Run-D.M.C. Lyrics

Shut up
Stop talking immediately

You talk too much
You speak excessively and without reason

Hey you over there, I know about your kind
I can easily recognize your behavior

You're like the Independent Network News on Channel 9
You're always broadcasting and discussing every detail of anything and everything

Everywhere that you go, no matter where you are at
No matter where you are or who you are with, you are always talking

I said you talk about this, and you talk about that
You speak about various things, often jumping from one topic to another

When the cat took your tongue, I say you took it right back
When you were momentarily speechless, you quickly got your voice back

Your mouth is so big, one bite could kill a Big Mac
Your mouth is extremely large and can fit a huge amount of food in it

You never shut up
You never stop talking

Homeboy you never shut up
You, my friend, never stop talking

You talk about people, you don't even know
You speak about people you are not even acquainted with

And you talk about places, you never go
You speak about places you haven't even visited

You talk about your girl, from head to toe
You speak at length about your girlfriend, detailing every aspect of her

I said your mouth's moving fast, and your brain's moving slow
You speak quickly, but your thoughts are slow and unimportant

You're the instigator, the orator of the town
You are the one who starts conversations and speaks the most in the local area

You're the worst when you converse, just a big mouth clown
Your conversations lack quality, and you are just a silly clown who talks a lot

You talk when you're awake, I heard you talk when you sleep
You speak constantly, even when you are asleep

Has anyone ever told you, that talk is cheap
Speaking excessively has no value

Talking is the one thing, that you can do best
Speaking is the only activity you excel at

You told the cavity creeps, to watch out for Crest
You even speak to tooth decay microbes, warning them about certain toothpaste

You never have the story, right and exact
Your stories are always inaccurate and imprecise

And then you always try to bore me, with your yakkity yak
You attempt to babble on and on without considering the listener's interest

Everyday you are out fighting someone in the street
You are always involved in street fights

And you're always fighting someone you know ya can't beat
You pick fights with people who are stronger than you and are aware of it

Then you wonder how, you got in this mess
You are confused about why you are in a difficult situation

Just think of what you said, then take a guess
Think about your out-of-line statements, and maybe you will understand

You're always spreading rumors, whether bad or good
You spread gossip, regardless of whether it is positive or negative

You're the damn Walter Cronkite of the neighborhood
You are like Walter Cronkite, the famous American journalist, in your neighborhood

The Barbara Walters, and the Howard Cosell
Like those two TV personalities, you always have a story to tell

I said it's everybody's business that you love to mind
You are very interested in people's personal lives

And talkin' to you, is like dropping a dime
Talking to you is just wasting time

You should be a stool pigeon, who works for the mob
You would make a great informant for a criminal organization

A big blabbermouth, that's what you are
You are a person who speaks excessively and divulges secrets

If you were a talk show host, you'd be a star
Your incessant talking would make you successful as a talk show host

I said your mouth is big, size extra large
Your mouth is very large

And when you open it, it's like my garage
Your mouth is so big that it resembles a garage when you open it

You always like to gossip, just like a girl
You enjoy spreading rumors, just like some girls do

You talk so damn much, it's outta this world
You talk so much that it's hard to believe

When you're reincarnated, in your second life
In your next life after death and rebirth

You won't be a man, you'll be a nagging wife
You will come back as a woman who nags people

Twenty-five hours, eight days a week
You talk nonstop, even beyond the regular schedule

Thirteen months outta year, is when you speak
You speak so much that there seems to be an extra month of the year filled with your talking

I'm tired of listening to the garbage you talk
I am fatigued of enduring your pointless chatter

Why don't you find a short pier, and take a long walk?
Go away and leave us alone

You should be, out of breath
You should be panting and gasping for air from all the nonstop talking

Man you naggin' me to death
You are aggravating me to the point of exhaustion

Why don't you ever shut up?
I wonder why you never stop talking