Well, I woke up in the morning, one terrible day All of my dreams had dried up and blown away No more easy money, the wrong kind of fame And too many questions when the telephone rang
Now the telephone Leaves a lot to be desired For communication I'd much rather be by your side
When you owe a lot of money And they're calling to collect It's a long long distance To get their hands around your neck
When the whole game lands on you How you ever gonna see it through How you ever gonna satisfy All the people on the telephone
You got one last saving grace Not talking to you face to face Not a damned thing they can do They're just talking to a telephone
Tell it to the telephone Tell it to the telephone Tell it to the telephone
I don't mind this working overtime But I gotta get away from the ringing all day Going 'round and 'round 'Round and 'round, 'round and 'round
Well, who ran away with all of my cash Never saw the tables turn Happened in a flash One day I was a hero, next in debt
All the people on the telephone Trying to make me sweat
When the whole game lands on you How you ever gonna see it through How you ever gonna satisfy All the people on the telephone
You got one last saving grace Not talking to you face to face Not a damned thing they can do Than talking on the telephone
Tell it to the telephone Tell it to the telephone Tell it to the telephone
Tell it to the telephone Tell it to the telephone Tell it to the telephone
(Shut up) Tell it to the telephone (Shut up) Tell it to the telephone (Shut up) Tell it to the telephone
(Shut up) Tell it to the telephone (Shut up) Tell it to the telephone (Shut up) Tell it to the telephone (Shut up)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
