I got a friend but they don't like me
They don't like me like before
Could be the whiskey or the drinking
But I don't listen anymore
Oh maybe we'll go out to breakfast
Or talk about it in our sleep
Oh won't you tell me how your day is
Oh won't you tell me how you think
When I'll do better,to talk about
Anything that you want now
But I should tell you,I love the sound
Of myself when I'm talking,of myself when I'm
Talking,talking,talking,talk..
Of myself when I'm
Talking,talking,talking,talk..
I got a friend way back in London
I try to visit when I can
It's like I'm always doing something
Whenever I'm in town
Well maybe I should bring her flowers
Or maybe I'll pick up a pen
And then I'll write her up a letter
And then I'll send it when I can
When I'll do better,to talk about
Anything that you want now
But I should tell you,I love the sound
Of myself when I'm talking,of myself when I'm
Talking,talking,talking,talk..
Of myself when I'm
Talking,talking,talking,talk..
Of myself when I'm
Talking,talking,talking,talk..
Of myself when I'm
Talking,talking,talking,talk..
Of myself when I'm
Talking,talking,talking,talk..
Of myself when I'm
Talking,talking,talking,talk..
Of myself when I'm
Talking,talking,talking,talk..