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In my neighborhood |
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We don't live so good |
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The rooms are small |
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And the buildings made of wood |
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I hear the neighbors talking 'bout you and me |
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I guess I heard it all |
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'Cause the talk is loud |
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And the walls are much too thin |
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He don't really love her |
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That's what I heard them say |
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He sure wasn't thinking of her today |
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(He wasn't thinking of her today) |
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Oh no |
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I saw them in the front yard |
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Said the boy in room 149 |
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He was talking to a girl, I've never seen before |
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And standing there together, oh they looked so good |
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I don't want to hear it anymore |
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(I don't want to hear it) |
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I don't want to hear it anymore |
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(Anymore) |
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'Cause the talk just never ends and the heartache soon begins |
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The talk is so loud and the walls are much too thin |
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Ain't it sad, said the woman down the hall |
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That when a nice girl falls in love |
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Ain't it just too bad that she had to fall |
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For a boy, who doesn't care for her at all? |
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(It's so sad) |
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I don't want to hear it anymore |
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(I don't want to hear it) |
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I just can't stand to hear it anymore |
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(Anymore) |
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'Cause the talk just never ends and the heartache soon begins |
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The talk is so loud and the walls are much too thin |
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(Don't want to hear it) |
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(Don't talk about it) |
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I don't want to hear it anymore |
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(Can't stand to hear it) |
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(Don't want to hear it) |
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I just can't stand to hear it anymore |
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(Don't talk about it) |
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(Can't stand to hear it) |
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Oh, baby, baby |
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(Don't want to hear it) |