Fast Talking, Slow Walking

I'm a fast-talking

Smooth-walking

Hard-living man

When I'm on

And I'm a wild lover

Close brother

I like it warm

When I come home

And ain't it hard to find

A guide in this life at all?

I'm not alone

But I'm feeling lucky

'Cause I've got the dearest

Friends of all

I'm a fast-moving

Hip-shooting

Sharp-suited guy

When I'm on

Oh, yeah

Well, it's a hearts-grabber

Rough rider

You can sit right down

Between some coil, yeah

Well ain't it hard to find

A friend in this life at all?

Well, I'm on a call

But I'm feeling lucky

'Cause I've got the dearest

Friends of all

When the winter's biting down, oh yeah

And your coat can't keep you warm

If the rain is slow with you

Givе me a call

Give me a call

And I'm a high-stеpping

Go-getting

Know where I'm heading

Steady on the road

Ah, yeah

Don't wanna be

Too possessive

Too agressive

Sometimes you've got

You've got to stand up tall

Ain't it hard to find

A guide in this world at all?

I'm on the phone

'Cause I'm feeling lucky

'Cause I've got the dearest

Friends of all

Well, I'm a fast-talking

Smooth-walking

Hard-living man

Hard-living man

When I'm on

Oh, yeah

Well, I'm a no-messing

Low-stressing

Pink-bellied guy

I can't turn on

Oh, no

Ain't it hard to find

A guide in this world at all?

That ain't all, though

'Cause I'm feeling lucky

'Cause I've got the dearest

Friends of all

Oh, oh, oh ah yeah

Fast-talking

Smooth-walking guy

Hard-living

Sharp-dressing

No-messing

Low-swooping

No-sleeping

A three-pint-drinking

Dough-fiending

Head-bruising

No-fooling

Keep on cooling

Wild, wild yeah

Wilde lover

Cold, cold brother

Call me, why don't you call?

Call me, call me any time you want

Yeah, I've got

The dearest friends of all