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Talking to Yourself
Have you ever stopped to notice,
Have you ever stopped to think,
How much you're always talking
To yourself, you funny gink?
Though you're toiling at your labor,
Or just sitting on the shelf,
By gosh, you're always talking,
And you're talking to yourself.
You chatter like the dickens,
You talk the clock around;
You make a lot of racket,
But nobody hears a sound.
You converse with men and angels,
And laugh at friends and foes;
You talk with kings and doggies,
Ain't that the way it goes?