It started with a whisper 

and that was when I kissed him 

and then he made my lips hurt,

I could hear the chit chat, 

take me to your love shack!

Mama's always gotta back track 

when everybody talks back...

Hey honey, you could be my drug, 

you could be my new prescription.

Too much could be an overdose, 

all this trash talk make me itchin'!

Oh my, my dear, everybody talks, 

everybody talks, everybody talks!