Fast Talk

He laid a little fast talk on me last night,
full of half sentences and half truths
But some of his jive made sense
Especially about the money
and how he was spending it
and I told him good,
'cause I'm down to my last dime
He scolded me a little for having been a dope,
but sweetened it up
with promises of flying
on his nickel
for a change
So I listened to him rave
about the cool people he was in with
and a mysterious partner named Lady T,
and certain key words were introduced
so I would recognize them,
and be interested in listening a little longer,
Clues about what he wanted from me were
at a premium,
that's when I decided it might be a soul breaker,
Since my heart was stolen long ago
And hey, I want to at least break even,
He hung on the line for a couple more choruses,
and I dropped a radio id,
and that seemed to make him happy,
It was time for the hook
but the fast talk came easy
and a little faster, when I decided it was time to fade
Then he offered to run an errand for free,
and I thought
Man,
this is gonna' be expensive.