In my neighborhood Where folks don't live so good now The rooms are small Most the building's made of wood I hear the neighbors 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 front yard now Say, that girl in room 149 Talking to a boy, well I've never seen him before And standing there together Don't you know they looked so fine I don't wanna hear it anymore I don't wanna hear it anymore But the talk just never ends The heartache soon begins The talk is so loud and The walls are much too thin Lord, ain't it sad Said the woman cross the hall That when a nice boy falls in love Hey, it's just too bad That he just had to fall For a girl who doesn't Care for him at all Well, I don't wanna hear it anymore I can't stand to hear anymore But the talk just never ends And the heartache soon begins Oh, they talk so loud and The walls are much too thin Whoa, I wish they wouldn't talk so loud And expose my heartache to all the crowd