"Talk Shit" lyrics

At the barbershop, at the cash 'n' loan
At the beauty salon, at the funeral home
Ears are burning an d gossip's churning
'Cause people just love to talk shit
Over margaritas at the El Sombrero
You overhear it, "Only married her for the dinero"
Buy another round 'cause it's a real small town
And people just love to talk shit

If your tongue's a-wagging, you're probably dragging
Your neighbor's name through the dirt
If you pass the plate while you pass the, "Hey
Did you see what she was wearing at church?"
Think you're better than 'til it hits the fan
If you say you don't, you're full of it, oh, yeah
And people just love to talk shit

And blame it on the grapevine, on the bottle of wine
Hens are cluck-cluck-clucking 'bout her waistline
If she were married, she'd be glowing, but she ain't, so she's showing
And she don't even know if it's his

If your tongue's a-wagging, you're probably dragging
Your neighbor's name through the dirt
If you pass the plate while you pass the, "Hey
Did you see the lipstick on his shirt?"
Think you're better than 'til it hits the fan
If you say you don't, you're full of it, yeah
Oh, people just love to talk shit

Sticks to the shovel, but it ain't worth the trouble
When you start playing telephone games
Comes back double, gonna burst your bubble
When you start hearing your own name

If your tongue's a-wagging, you're probably dragging
Your neighbor's name through the dirt
If you pass the plate, take the bait
I swear we ain't ever gonna learn
Think you're better than 'til it hits the fan
If you say you don't, you're full of it, oh
Yeah, people just love to talk
Oh, people just love to talk
Mm, people just love to talk shit