(Mose Allison)

Sitting there yakkin' right in my face

Coming on like you own the place

If silence was golden

You couldn't raise a dime

Cause your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working overtime



You're quoting figures, you're dropping names

You're telling stories, you're playing games

You always laugh when things ain't funny

You try to sound like you don't need money

If talk was criminal, you'd lead a life of crime

Cause your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working overtime



You know that life is short and talk is cheap

Don't make promises that you can't keep

If you don't like the song I'm singing, just grin and bear it

All I can say is if the shoe fits wear it

If you must keep talking please can you make it rhyme

Cause your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working overtime

Cause your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working overtime

Cause your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working overtime



(Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and welcomed!)