The Elms - You Got No Room To Talk!

You Got No Room To Talk!


You got no room to talk, baby!
Well, you beat me down.
You treat me wrong.
You turn my tears to a sing-along!
No room to talk, baby!

We've been down these streets, baby!
I got shoes to fill.
I get that sound.
And I bounce right back for another round.
We've been down these streets, baby!

Runnin' got me nothin'... I know truth is strong.
Somebody put their money in a simple song.
Then pass it over... pass it over now!