Now when i´m sick and tired and i´m far away from home I need to hear your voice on the telephone That´s just what I need to feel at
just sit and cry By the telephone You never call my name On the telephone You never call my name On the telephone I just sit and cry By the telephone
[Chorus] O My God I can't believe he's calling me again Why, I don't even like you (nigga quit calling me) Can you believe this, (why you gotta keep
all. I wait to hear from you, But it's just no use. So I'll try again tomorrow. Over again, as time passes by. Chorus: Telephone Exchange, you've got the same old line. Telephone
With some rocking and rolling on the telephone Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.... Rock rock rock rock rock The telephone rock Everybody sing now Rock rock rock The telephone
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 Ten tiny turtles on the telephone Talking to the grocery man "We would like some lettuce, Please send us ten heads
him more And I try not to think he won?t come home But I?m sleeping with the telephone Something wakes me from where he should be I reach for him, the telephone
footsteps It's a hard world, it's a cold world I could never say what I mean I went looking in all the wrong places There's nothing wrong with you Broken telephone
Another night of too much cough syrup I'm awakened by the incessant ringing of a telephone I still have dreams caked in the corners of my eyes And my
need me, ohhhhh,ohhh, I'll always be, just a telephone call awayyyy and if you need someone to listen too, what you have to say, yeah! I will be just a telephone
in the morning Outside my window I see I wasn?t alone, Help was on her way to me Chorus: There?s an angel tangled in the telephone lines The telephone lines, the telephone
Telephone calls, apartment A is at it again Paper thin walls, she's been sleeping around with other men And other women, but right about now her head
I look at my telephone book I look at my telephone book I can't stand the way it look I hate to think the way you took Me down into a burnin' rage I
love to end So I'm readin' that Tulsa telephone book again I keep on readin' that Tulsa telephone book again I'm readin' that Tulsa telephone book again
Sitting on a hillside Watching all the people die I feel much better on the other side I'll thumb a ride I believe in magic Why? Because it is so quick
number, you ring my head All the time for telephone sex See my life just falling with you When you ring my number, you ring my head All the time for telephone
I am letting the telephone ring 'Cause I don't want to know why I don't want to hear you explain I don't want to hear you cry I have written so much
sure she would've called by now to tell me all about that wild and crazy L.A. scene Well I know my number's in her book, why don't that telephone ring