Grandfather watches the grandfather clock
And the phone hasn't rang for so long
And the time flies by like a vulture in the sky
Suddenly he breaks into song
I'm waiting by the phone
Waiting for you to call me up and tell me I'm not alone
I'm waiting by the phone
Waiting for you to call me up and tell me I'm not alone
Hello, speak up, is there somebody there?
These hang-ups are getting me down
In a world frozen over with over-exposure
Let's talk it over, let's go out and paint the town
I'm waiting by the phone
Waiting for you to call me up and tell me I'm not alone
Cause I want somebody to shove
I need somebody to shove
I want somebody to shove me
You're a dream for insomniacs, prize in the Cracker Jacks
All the difference in the world is just a call away
And I'm waiting by the phone
Waiting for you to call me up and tell me I'm not alone
Yes I'm waiting by the phone
I'm waiting for you to call me up and tell me I'm not alone
3 comments:
well as you don't actually have an effing phone (to teh best of my knowledge) this will have to do. Hi. How are you? How's life? Any chance of getting back to the States ("Meanwhile---back in the States...") anytime soon?
yersis
substitue "mother"!
the sainted one
Hmm... some literalists here, though one make a brilliant shout-out to the Dolls...
This was intended as homage, but perhaps missed the mark.
The Fred, I'm certain, will be an easier target..
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