02.08.2020
Yada Yada
People love gossip, yada yadaChatting makes you feel good, yada yada
We sometimes say, yada yada
Bad things about the neighbor
Behind her window, yada yada
The caretaker spies on you, yada yada
And from dusk to dawn, yada yada
Speaks ill of her fellow man
Hearsay is her bread, stop talking
It's invigorating, doesn't cost anything
It starts with the mailperson's visit
Only ends when the night falls
Me, I don't care, I've got good buddies
And even if it won't go much further
Just to make her tattle
Right under her nose I'll kiss them
People love gossip, yada yada
Chatting makes you feel good, yada yada
The neighbors' troubles, yada yada
They soothe your own
Taking a break at the market, yada yada
Or at the butcher shop, yada yada
They're always angry, yada yada
At the whole world
I don't mind, I've got my life, my friends
Who cares about the bigots, old blabbermouths
Who ramble, without remorse, without end
They forget that life it's nice
Me, I don't care, I've got two boyfriends
And even if it won't go much further
Just to make them tattle
Under their noses...