Telephone Song

Mark David Manders

Composición de: Mark David Manders
I'm sitting here drinking, got the telephone ringing 
Baby, I know it's you there on the line 
Well just leave a message at the tone  
'Cause I'm all alone and that's the way I'll stay tonight 
I never promised you anything, don't you go talking no wedding ring 
Baby, I run when you pull those reins too tight 
 
And at the bar last night you nearly started a fight 
With some pretty girl that was sitting across the way 
Then you turned on me with that third degree 
Now wait a minute, Babe, that's a game that I don't play 
And how come I don't ever see those girls you say that are staring at me 
Maybe, Baby, 'cause you're standing in my way 
 
And I think it's best for me to get my bags, it's time to  
leave 
I don't need no woman hanging on 
Well goodbye, Babe, we're through, I'll never be what you want me to 
The only thing I'll ever be is gone 
 
I'll never forget that night we met 
When I took a chance and we danced all night long 
It felt so right when I held you tight 
You squeezed my hand as the band played its final song 
But how the hell was I to know you'd be the kind that wouldn't let go 
I think it's time for me to move along 
 
And I think it's best for me to get my bags, it's time to leave 
I don't need no woman hanging on 
Well goodbye, Babe, we're through, I'll never be what you want me to 
The only thing I'll ever be is gone
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