Let Me Finish (Reprise) [Live] Marti Webb

[EMMA]
Let me finish, you must let me finish

Let's talk about you
A minute or two
What tart is your husband keeping?
Where's he sleeping?
Can't you say?
Let's talk about men
You're at it again
I hear that you need a bed full
For those dreadful games you play

How dare you come in here
Wagging your wicked tongue?
Your cheeks are red, my dear
You look like you've been stung
I know my life's a mess
But I think you're the worst thing in it
Wait a minute

Let's talk about you
Because you never do
You just couldn't wait to blurt out
All that dirt out in my face
Let's talk about pills
And illegal thrills
I hear that the habit's gripped you
And you've tripped to every place