The Flying Pickets - Who's that girl lyrics

The language of love Slips from my lover's tongue Cooler than ice cream And warmer than the sun Dumb hearts get broken Just like china cups The language of love Has left me broken on the rocks But there's just one thing (Just one thing) But there's just one thing And I really wannna know Who's that girl Running around with you? Tell me Who's that girl Running around with you? The language of love Has left me stony grey Tongue tied and twisted At the price I've had to pay Your careless notions Have silenced these emotions Look at all the foolishness Your lover's talk has done