Here's to the sweet talkers, every single one,
who talk and talk, until they've won.

They say all you want to hear,
they tell you they will be so near.

"You can count on me", they say,
"I'll be here come what may"

"Trust and give your heart to me"
"Loving me will set you free"

Here's to the sweet talkers, may they find,
a swift harsh kick, to their behind!

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