I work my fingers to the bone Just tryin' to keep up with the Jones You call me on the telephone Say, baby, hurry, hurry home Pour me a little splash of red You look like you could raise the dead Have you got something on your mind? Well, come on, girl, we're wasting time Just let your body do the talking Don't let the words get in the way Yeah, I can tell by the way you're walking That you've got nothing left to say Ain't gonna watch the evening news I don't care who's shooting who You're putting on my favorite shoes About to do that thing you do Oh, let's do it all night long Cause in the morning I'll be gone If everything works out all right Same place and time tomorrow night Just let your body do the talking Don't let the words get in the way Yeah, I can tell by the way you're walking That you've got nothing left to say Ain't got nothing to say Instrumental Yeah, let your body do the talking Don't let the words get in the way Yeah, I can tell by the way you're walking That you've got nothing left to say Yeah, I can tell by the way you're walking That you've got nothing left to say Nothing, babe Oh, ain't got one little thing I know what you need, babe Oh, I'll be a real good man Instrumental