Blah-Blah-Blah - Steve Lawrence

Ba-da-da-da-ba-da blah, blah

Coming out your mouth with your blah blah blah

Just zip your lips like a padlock

And meet me at the back with the jack and the jukebox

I don’t really care where you live at

Just turn around boy and let me hit that

Don’t be a little bitch with your chit chat

Just show me where your dick’s at

Music’s up

Listen hot stuff

I’m in love

With this song

So just hush

Baby shut up

Heard enough

Stop ta-ta-talking that

Blah blah blah

Think you’ll be getting this

Nah nah nah

Not in the back of my

Car-ar-ar

If you keep talking that

Blah blah blah blah blah

Boy come on get your rocks off

Come put a little love in my glove box

I wanna dance with no pants on

Meet me in the back with the jack and the jukebox

So cut to the chase kid

'Cause I know you don’t care what my middle name is

I wanna be naked

But your wasted

Music’s up

Listen hot stuff

I’m in love

With this song

So just hush

Baby shut up

Heard enough

Stop ta-ta-talking that

Blah blah blah

Think you’ll be getting this

Nah nah nah

Not in the back of my

Car-ar-ar

If you keep talking that

Blah blah blah blah blah

(3oh! 3)

You be delayin'

You always saying some shit

You say I’m playin'

I’m never layin'

Sayin' «Blah, Blah, Blah.»

'Cause I don’t care who you are

In this bar,

It only matters who I is

Stop ta-ta-talking that Blah blah blah

Think you’ll be getting this

Nah nah nah

Not in the back of my

Car-ar-ar

If you keep talking that

Blah blah blah blah blah

Blah blah blah

Think you’ll be getting this

Nah nah nah

Not in the back of my

Car-ar-ar

If you keep talking that

Blah blah blah blah blah