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According to Robin Gibb, the unusual rhythm throughout this song was inspired by the sound made by a car as it drove over a wooden bridge near to his home in Florida
It's just your jive talkin'
You're telling me lies, yeah
Jive talkin'
You wear a disguise
Jive talkin'
So misunderstood, yeah
Jive talkin'
You really no good
Oh, my child
You'll never know
Just what you mean to me
Oh, my child
You got so much
You're gonna take away my energy
With all your jive talkin'
You're telling me lies, yeah
Good lovin'
Still gets in my eyes
Nobody believes what you say
It's just your jive talkin'
That gets in the way
Oh my love
You're so good
Treating me so cruel
There you go
With your fancy lies
Leavin' me lookin'
Like a dumbstruck fool
With all your
Jive talkin'
You're telling me lies, yeah
Jive talkin'
You wear a disguise
Jive talkin'
So misunderstood, yeah
Jive talkin'
You just ain't no good
Love talkin'
Is all very fine, yeah
Jive talkin'
Just isn't a crime
And if there's somebody
You'll love till you die
Then all that jive talkin'
Just gets in your eye
Jive talkin'
You're telling me lies, yeah
Good lovin'
Still gets in my eyes
Nobody believes what you say
It's just your jive talkin'
That gets in the way
Love talkin'
Is all very fine, yeah
Jive talkin', just isn't a crime
And if there's somebody
You'll love till you die
Then all that jive talkin'
Just gets in your eye, yeah yeah
A guy loves a girl and really wants her loving. Yet the loving is cruel because it leads him on but only to be hurt by her behaviour. He is frustrated by her cruel and uncaring ways so he wonders if she realises how much he loves her. He complains that he will eventually be worn out by the conflict of the physical love and bad way of treating him. This he calls jive talking, her insincere love that cannot be trusted. Despite that, the loving holds him to her.
Images of sorrow, pictures of delight
Things that go to make up a life
Endless days of summer longer nights of gloom
Just waiting for the morning light
Scenes of unimportance like photos in a frame
Things that go to make up a life
As we relive our lives in what we tell you
Images of sorrow, pictures of delight
Things that go to make up a life
Endless days of summer longer nights of gloom
Just waiting for the morning light
Scenes of unimportance like photos in a frame
Things that go to make up a life
As we relive our lives in what we tell you
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According to Robin Gibb, the unusual rhythm throughout this song was inspired by the sound made by a car as it drove over a wooden bridge near to his home in Florida
It's just your jive talkin' You're telling me lies, yeah Jive talkin' You wear a disguise Jive talkin' So misunderstood, yeah Jive talkin' You really no good
Oh, my child You'll never know Just what you mean to me Oh, my child You got so much You're gonna take away my energy
With all your jive talkin' You're telling me lies, yeah Good lovin' Still gets in my eyes Nobody believes what you say It's just your jive talkin' That gets in the way
Oh my love You're so good Treating me so cruel There you go With your fancy lies Leavin' me lookin' Like a dumbstruck fool With all your
Jive talkin' You're telling me lies, yeah Jive talkin' You wear a disguise Jive talkin' So misunderstood, yeah Jive talkin' You just ain't no good
Love talkin' Is all very fine, yeah Jive talkin' Just isn't a crime And if there's somebody You'll love till you die Then all that jive talkin' Just gets in your eye
Jive talkin' You're telling me lies, yeah Good lovin' Still gets in my eyes Nobody believes what you say It's just your jive talkin' That gets in the way
Love talkin' Is all very fine, yeah Jive talkin', just isn't a crime And if there's somebody You'll love till you die Then all that jive talkin' Just gets in your eye, yeah yeah
Oh jive talkin' Jive talkin' Oh jive talkin
A guy loves a girl and really wants her loving. Yet the loving is cruel because it leads him on but only to be hurt by her behaviour. He is frustrated by her cruel and uncaring ways so he wonders if she realises how much he loves her. He complains that he will eventually be worn out by the conflict of the physical love and bad way of treating him. This he calls jive talking, her insincere love that cannot be trusted. Despite that, the loving holds him to her.
Images of sorrow, pictures of delight Things that go to make up a life Endless days of summer longer nights of gloom Just waiting for the morning light Scenes of unimportance like photos in a frame Things that go to make up a life As we relive our lives in what we tell you
Images of sorrow, pictures of delight Things that go to make up a life Endless days of summer longer nights of gloom Just waiting for the morning light Scenes of unimportance like photos in a frame Things that go to make up a life As we relive our lives in what we tell you