oh you sweet talking child, lord, don't you know somebody's calling at your doorstep? oh you sweet talking child, lord, don't you know somebody's calling at your doorstep? oh you sweet talking child, lord, somebody's fallen hard, now you're watching your step. oh you sweet talking, you sweet talking, you sweet talking child. if i ever caught wind that you'd been anything less than a gentleman, there'd be a consequence that you could not talk down. take that veil off mister, and these eyes, they will be there watching you. you cannot hide from the things they know, so say it like you mean it. tell me. you left a taste in the back of my mouth and i try not to think of it. and believe that it's over now, but it's hard because you're full of it.