Huh huh huh...
Talk is cheap shut up and dance
Don't get deep shut up and dance
A love has got a me down
A tear just hit the ground
So I started writin' you this song
But the words I wrote came out all wrong
Yeah but it's all right
Talk is cheap shut up and dance... aaaaaou
Don't get deep shut up and dance
When you can't define a the crime
A then life ain't worth a dime
When they take away everything you got
Then they rub your nose in the funky spot
Not without a fight
Talk is cheap shut up and dance... aaaaaou
Don't get deep shut up and dance... yeah
When you work your fingers a to the bone
Now what does that get you... nothing
In a crowd of people you're still alone
A you hope that tells you... something
Yeah the road to Heaven is paved in Hell
And it makes you wonder
Why we're here at all
Check out the shape of your circumstance
He wears the dress she wears the pants
Here comes Jill and she needs romance
But you can't do jack so shut up and dance
Sex is like a gun
You aim you shoot ha ha... a you run
When you're splittin' hairs with Mr. Clean
It's like gettin' head from a guillotine
And the night has just begun
Huu hoo huu hoo huu hoo...
Talk is cheap shut up and dance
Ohhh... shut up shut up shut up shut up
Don't get deep shut up and dance... aaaaaou
Talk is cheap shut up and dance... yeah
Don't get deep shut up and dnace
Talk is cheap shut up and dance
Shut shut shut shut shut shut
Don't get deep shut up and dance... aaaaaou yeah
Writer(s): Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Jack Martin Blades, Tommy R. Shaw
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