Less Talk, More Lip
- I hesitate to admit this, but this is actually an obscene song,
due to the fact that there's more than one kind of labia.
Cordelia: Well, does looking at guns make you wanna have sex?- I had fun playing Susan's snare drum, even though it's a pretty simple part.
Xander: I'm seventeen. Looking at linoleum makes me wanna have sex.
- Recorded in June, 2006
Less Talk, More Lip
We've been talking 'most all night long,
Sharing our lives, righting our wrongs,
We told the truth when others would've lied,
Now's the time to put that aside
Less talk, more lip,
Our minds are connected, now let's get hip
Less talk, more lip,
Come on, baby, let's sink some ships
The days are weak, but the nights are ours,
We're done with the restaurants, we're out of the bars.
When I moan and beg you think I'm pulling your leg,
But now's the time to tap that keg
Copyright 1990 W.H. Bent, Jr.