Now You're Talkin'

It was a typical black tie country club scene

The band was playing Girl from Ipanema

It was like a bad dream, y'all

Had a plate with a cracker and a piece of cheese

The waiter came by, said, You tried the Clams Casino?

I said, Who me? No.

She leaned over and whispered something I'd been dying to hear

What do you say you and me go find ourselves a beer

And I said

Now you're talking like I'm thinking

You're reading my mind

That's what I'm saying

I heard that, don't hold back

Now you're talking

Hey, hey

Now you're talking

That's more like it

You're reading my mind

Baby, you're psychic

I heard that, don't hold back

Now you're talking

Hey, hey, hey

Now you're talking

It was a regular down-home country dive

The band was playing Sweet Home Alabama

The whole place was jammin'

We got a pitcher of beer, some wings and fries

The bar tender said, Have you tried our chips and salsa?

And I said, No, but maybe we outta

You looked at your watch and you looked at me like

Baby it's time to go

If we leave right now we won't get no sleep

Might as well stay till they close

And I said

Now you're talking like I'm thinking

You're reading my mind

That's what I'm saying

I heard that, don't hold back

Now you're talking

Hey, hey

Now you're talking

That's more like it

You're reading my mind

Baby, you're psychic

I heard that, don't hold back

Now you're talking

Hey, hey, hey

Now you're talking

That's more like it

We're on the same page

You're speakin' my language

Whatever you say

Now you're talking like I'm thinking

You're reading my mind