Talkin' Loud And Sayin' Nothing

Like a dull knife just ain't cuttin' We're just talkin' a lot and sayin' nothing Just sayin' nothing, just sayin' nothing You can't tell me how to run my life down You can't tell me how to keep my fitness sound You can't tell me what I'm doin' wrong When you keep jivin' and singin' that same old funny song You can't tell me which way to go 'Cause three times seven, huh, and then some more You can't tell me, hey Like a dull knife that just ain't cuttin' We're just talkin' a lot and sayin' nothing Just sayin' nothing, what, sayin' nothing Don't tell me how to do my thing When you can't, can't, can't do your own Don't tell me how to feed my boy When, when you know I'm grown You can't use me like a woman when she throw away her dress And you can't tell me, hey, how to use my mess You're like a dull knife that just ain't cuttin' You're just talkin' a lot, what, and sayin' nothing Just sayin' nothing, and sayin' nothing Shape up your bag, don't worry about mine My thing is together and doin' fine Good luck to you, just allow it wrong Then keep on singin' that same old funny song Then keep singin' that same old funny song Just keep on singing that same old funny song Just keep on singing that same old funny song Just keep on singing that same old funny- I got to, I want to, I musta, I gotta Ashes to ashes and a dust to dust I musta, I keep on a, I'm feeling a I need to, I say I will The point is too dark to fill You say I can't You're phony, you're phony I said-