It Gets Me

You suddenly don't lack words You talk so much, it’s uncool We’re moving backwards No progress [?] All this talk, a-slinkin' and a-slockin' Think you'll [?] until the leaves turn brown It gets me All I wanted to do was dance with you Sometimes I wonder If you really give a toss, man Integrity lost, man If you can be the boss man All this talking around the point I confess the plan, I wanna go home Unhealthy 'Cause there’s a lot that we could do All this talking around the point And looking at me like that And going on and on On and on and on and on On and on You suddenly don't lack words You talk so much, it’s uncool We’re moving backwards No progress [?] All this talk, a-slinkin' and a-slockin' Think you'll [?] until the leaves are brown It gets me All I wanted to do was dance with you Talk to me of summer It’s cold in Scotland this time of the year And I don’t know if I’ll be here at the turning of the year