Restless - Shooting Gallery

You talk too much oh you never shut up Come hell or high water

You’re still, you’re still a chatterbox

You talk too much

Chatterbox

And I bet all the men who have been through your bed

Well somehow now baby

I think they just messed up your head

Your little head

Messed up your head

When the tide comes in yeah

It all starts to spin 'round

Don’t get excited

'Cause it just might bring those feelings down

You make me restless

You make me restless

Your nose is frosty from blow

Up six days in a row

Was it eight guys or ten guys you slept with

Well only heaven knows

High above

Welcome to Silicone City

It’s all tits and ass to me Where Tropicana mudwrestlers marry rock stars

Must be some local disease

L.A. sleaze

When the tide comes in yeah

It all starts to spin 'round

Don’t get excited

'Cause it just might bring those feelings down

Fatal attraction

When you’re in action just can’t slow down

In the powder room yeah

When you hit the ground we’ll be around

To kick you down

And leave yoiu breathless

You make me restless

So restless

When the tide comes in yeah

It all starts to spin 'round

Don’t get excited

'Cause it just might bring those feelings down

You make me restless

So restless

You make me restless-2x

So restless

Shut up!