I Don't Want To Hear It Anymore

Newman

In my neighbourhood, where folks don't live so good now

The rooms are small, most of building's made of wood

I hear the neighbours talking about you and me

Yes, I've heard most every word

'Cause the talking's loud, and the walls are much too thin

"She don't really love him"

Oh, that's what I heard them say

"She sure wasn't thinking of him today"

"I saw her in the courtyard", said that girl in room 1-49

"Talking to a boy I've never seen before

And standing there together, don't you know they looked so fine"

No, I don't want to hear it anymore

I don't want to hear it anymore

'Cause the talk just never ends

And the heartache soon begins

The talk is so loud and the walls- they're much too thin

"Lord, ain't it sad", said the woman across the hall

"That a nice boy like that falls in love

Hey, it's just too bad that he had to go and fall

For a girl who doesn't care for him at all"

No, I don't want to hear it anymore

I don't want to hear it anymore

'Cause the talk just never ends

And the heartache soon begins

Oh, they talk so loud

And the walls are much too thin

Oh, I wish they wouldn't talk so loud

And expose my heartache to the crowd

These walls around me are so thin

Sometimes I think they're moving in

Yeah...