Talk To Her Video (MV)

The barmaid with a bruise on her arm, She gives you nothing,
But that's a part of her charm.
Her lips match the exact curve of the glass.
She's got that right combination of charm and sass.
You want to tell her things to make her break her gaze.
Be part of her in jokes, give her secret praise.
I was told she once took home a fifteen year old.
The perfect union of demure and bold.
It's as if she was put there for you to speak to her.
So man up, and move on in to speak to her.
What could go wrong?
What could go wrong?
Here comes the poet or at least he thinks he is.
And he's out on the town, With his insipid grin.
And he spots her as soon as all things must pass.
She's got that right combination of sex and class.
He flails up to the bar like a cockroach on its back,
A silver tongue lizard with an asthma attack.
He said, 'You must be the reason men fall in love? You got that right combination of vulture and dove.'
It's as if she was put there for you to speak to her.
So man up, and move on in and speak to her.
What could go wrong?
What could go wrong?
She hears your words,
Sends a shiver down your spine.
You can immediately tell that she knows your kind.
You drop a little something
'bout the birds and the bees, And she's straight with a combination of fists and knees.
It's as if she was put there for you to speak to her.
So man up and move on in and speak to her.
What could go wrong?
What could go wrong?