The Way We Talk - Louis C.K.
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The Way We Talk Lyrics
She's fresh to death,
She'll be the death of you,
Seduction leads to destruction.
Oh she's fresh to death,
She'll be the death of me,
She's fresh, she's fresh but not to clean.
Cute face, slim waist,
She's got 'em in a craze,
Yeah I think he's going crazy.
When she speaks it makes me grind my teeth,
But he still thinks she's amazing.
And she's been playing games,
Ever since '98.
Shallow is, as shallow does yeah,
Some people never change.
And she's so fine,
She thinks she's so damn fine.
She might be fine,
But she ain't worth a second of your time.
(Chorus)
You're as fake as the moans you make,
And you're as weak as the hearts you break.
You're as fake as the moans you make,
So just give us, give us a little break.
Come on and give me a break.
Sex sells,
And your sex cells make all the lost boys drool.
'Cause you're a dime,
But they'll have to wait in line,
Until one them makes it to you.
Cute face, slim waist,
Still got 'em in a craze,
Yeah I think I'm going crazy.
I have a long list of things to say,
But I'll it at,
You amaze me.
And she's so fine,
She thinks she's so damn fine.
She might be fine,
But she ain't worth a second of your time.
(Chorus)
You're as fake as the moans you make,
And you're as weak as the hearts you break.
You're as fake as the moans you make,
So just give us, give us a little break.
And she's fresh to death,
She'll be the death of you,
Seduction leads to destruction.
Yeah she's fresh to death.
She'll be the death of me,
She's fresh, she's fresh but not so clean.
(She's fresh to death, she'll be the death of me.)
(Chorus)
You're as fake as the moans you make,
And you're as weak as the hearts you break.
You're as fake as the moans you make,
So just give us, give us a little break.
You're as fake as the moans you make (so fake),
And you're as weak as the hearts you break.
You're as fake as the moans you make,
So just give us, (give us) give us a little break.
Come on and give me break,
Yeah gimme a break.