Your Mind Is On Vacation/Your Funeral And My Trial

[Verse] I see you laughing Right in my face I guess I'm going to have to Put you in your place Because if silence was golden You couldn't raise a dime Because your mind is on vacation And your mouth is working overtime You're quoting figures And dropping names You're telling stories About the dames You're over-laughing When things aren't funny You're trying to sound Like you're the big money, honey If talk was criminal You'd lead a life of crime Because your mind is on vacation And your mouth is working overtime Life is short, talk is cheap Don't go making promises that you can't keep If you don't like this little song I'm singing Just grin and bear it All I can say is if the rich shoe fits, wear it If you must keep talking, please try to make it rhyme Because your mind is on vacation And your mouth is working overtime Well, I recall when we first met It was on a Friday night We spent two lovely hours together And the world seemed all right I'm begging you, baby, please stop that off-the-wall jive Because if you don't treat me no better It's going to be your funeral and my trial Well, the Lord made the world and everything that's in it The way my baby loves me, it's a sign that it's it (?) She can love to heal the sick, she can love to raise the dead You might think that I'm joking, you better believe what I said I'm begging you, babe, please stop that off-the-wall jive Oh, if you don't treat me no better It's going to be your funeral and my trial I see you laughing Right in my face I guess I'm going to have to put you in your place Because if talk was criminal You'd lead a life of crime Because your mind is on vacation And your mouth is working overtime