Lou Reed - Walk It Talk It Lyrics
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Walk It Talk It
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What Are The Lyrics For Walk It Talk It By Lou Reed?
I got horrors in my luney tunes
I got dreams and you do, too I got ten wheel drive, pick you up into your ears I got retake carbine and in my eyelids gear I got no one to love and no one to fear You better walk it, and talk it less you loose that beat You better loose yourself, mama And rock yourself right off of your feet If you're moving too fast, don't you want it to last You better walk it, talk it You better walk it as you talk less you loose that beat I got dimes in my shoes, real nice I got bells that are laid on ice I got dreams, let me mix it with a little gin I got cruel when I told you woman, I'm hard But me is the one thing baby, you ain't got You better walk it, and talk it less you loose that beat You better loose yourself, mama And rock yourself right off of your feet Yeah, if you're moving too fast, don't you want it to last You better walk it, talk it You better walk it as you talk less you loose that beat You better walk it, and talk it less you loose that beat You better loose yourself, mama And rock yourself right off of your feet Yeah, if you're moving too fast, now don't you want it to last You better walk it, talk it You better walk it as you talk less you loose that beat Ah - ha - ha |
Who Wrote Walk It Talk It By Lou Reed?
Lou Reed
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What's The Duration Of The Walk It Talk It By Lou Reed?The duration of Walk It Talk It is 4:00 minutes and seconds. |
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