Something to Talk About

I could fight the cops with my bare two hands End up in jail eatin' microwave hell But I'm a little smarter than that I could even wait 'til the night got late Maybe with some fog and rain too Steal all the riches from them greedy sons of bitches And send in my story to the news Then you'd have somethin' to talk about Tell 'em I'm Jesse James Yeah we'll make 'em all believe it Nah there ain't no doubt That I will give you somethin' to talk about Take to a bar and drink like a sailor and take home a married woman Tell her that I love her when her man walks in and puts a hollow point in my head Later on at the funeral everyone is cryin' I could bust out of the casket that my momma picked out Dance all around the jolly good fellow Well then you'd have, then you'd have Somethin' to talk about Tell 'em I've gone insane Yeah we'll make 'em all believe it Nah there ain't no doubt That I will give you somethin' to talk about Talk about Get to talkin' Then you'd have Somethin' to talk about Tell 'em I'm strung on cocaine Yeah we'll make 'em all believe it Nah there ain't no doubt That I will give you somethin' to Somethin' to talk about Tell 'em I'm high as a plane Yeah we'll make 'em all believe it Nah there ain't no doubt That I will give you Somethin' to talk about Yeah, yeah Somethin', somethin' to talk about --- Something to Talk About - Koe Wetzel