"Talk" - George Shearing Quintet

Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone

Let’s pretend that we’re together all alone

I’ll tell the man to turn the juke box way down low

And you can tell your friend there with you he’ll have to go Whisper to me tell me do you love me true

Or is he holding you the way I do Though love is blind make up your mind I’ve got to know

Should I hang up or will you tell him he’ll have to go You can’t say the words I want to hear

While you’re with another man

Do you want me answer yes or no Darling I will understand

Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone

Let’s pretend that we’re together all alone

I’ll tell the man to turn the juke box way down low

And you can tell your friend there with you he’ll have to go