Talking

I got a friend but they don't like me They don't like me like before Could be the whiskey or the drinking But I don't listen anymore Oh, maybe we'll go out for breakfast Or talk about it in our sleep Oh, won't you tell me how your day is Oh, won't you tell me how you think Chorus When I'll do better, to talk about Anything that you want now But I should tell you, I love the sound Of myself when I'm talking, of myself when I'm Talking, talking, talking, talk Of myself when I'm Talking, talking, talking, talk Verse 2 I got a friend way back in London I try to visit when I can It's like I'm always doing something Whenever I'm in town Well maybe I should bring her flowers Or maybe I'll pick up a pen And then I'll write her up a letter And then I'll send it when I can Chorus When I'll do better, to talk about Anything that you want now But I should tell you, I love the sound Of myself when I'm talking Of myself when I'm Outro Talking, talking, talking, talk Of myself when I'm Talking, talking, talking, talk Of myself when I'm Talking, talking, talking, talk Of myself when I'm Talking, talking, talking, talk Of myself when I'm Talking, talking, talking, talk Of myself when I'm Talking, talking, talking, talk Of myself when I'm Talking, talking, talking, talk