Please, don't cry, my baby Can't nobody ever come between us No We’ve got something, something special Yeah Neighbors on our street are talking about our thing, messing Messing with our business Pay no attention, baby; hold your little head up high, now
People are going to talk, people are going to hate us People are going to talk. O-o-o… People will be people, and I’ll tell you people, they’ve just got to talk
O-o-o, don't worry, baby, it's going to be all right
Can't nobody ever bring us down, now We got it baby, we’ve got the real "real thing" The way you walk, I’ll tell you, it sure is nice. It makes them nervous Just to watch you walk, baby Keep on strutting, honey; hold your little head up high, now
People are going to talk, people are going to stare People are going to balk, and o-o-o… People will be people, and I’ll tell you, people, they’ve just got to talk
Don't you let them get you down, now Don't you worry about a dog-gone thing People are just naturally going to talk, about a girl who's got it Got everything And baby, baby, Baby, you’ve got it
People are going to talk, people are going to frown People are going to walk and o-o-o, put us down People will be people, and I’ll tell you, people, they’ve just got to talk.
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So let them talk! Huh! People are just naturally going to talk, But we’ve got to keep on trying… But we’ve got to keep on trying… We’ve got to keep on trying, hey, hey, yeah It's so hard to live in this dog-gone city It's a city without pity But we’ve got to keep on trying We’ve got to keep on trying So let them talk
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(repeat & fade): Talking about a girl who’s got it…
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