(keith hinton/alan stewart)
I was getting kinda tired Of her endless chatter, Nothing I could say, Ever seemed to matter. So I took a little drive Just to clear my head, I saw a flashing neon up ahead. It looked like a place To find some satisfaction, With a little less talk And a lot more action.
I paid the man at the door, and pushed my way to the bar, shouted for a drink Over a screaming guitar. A drunk on a stool tried to mess with my head, But I didn't even listen to a word he said. I knew somewhere Amid all this distraction, was a little less talk and a lot more action.
A little less talk If you please.
A lot more loving Is what I need, let's get on down to the main attraction with a little less talk, and a lot more action.
Well she was fighting them off At a corner table, she had a longneck bottle, she was peeling the label. The look on her face, It was perfectly clear she said, "Somebody please get me out of here." The look she shot me Through the glass refraction Said a little less talk, And a lot more action.
A little less talk If you please, A lot more loving Is what I need. Let's get on down to the main attraction. With a little less talk and a lot more action.