You can call me the king of the world Or you can call me the man of sleep But either way you should call me every day of the week When it’s early in the morning time I’m talkin’ way before noon Just leave a message on my voicemail I’ll try to call you real soon
Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Oh I really don’t think so
Pop goes the envelope up on my screen It feels like it’s always there I said you probably won’t hear from me But it’s nice to know you care My mailbox is always full and it never gets checked I was born three weeks past due and no I ain’t caught up yet
But can you hear me? Can you hear, no Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear, no Oh, I really don’t think so No, I really don’t You can try to leave me a note You can even call me on my home phone But I can’t make ya no promise or guarantee But you get a hold of me You got a hold of me Baby, you got a hold of me Can you hear, no Can you hear me? Can you hear, no Can you hear me? Can you hear, no Oh, I really don’t think so Well you can call me the man you love Or you can call me the man you hate I go to bed real early now, I don’t sleep too late Take the phone off vibrate, keep it right by my head Now it rings “When a Man Loves a Woman” instead Can you hear me? Can you hear, no Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear, no Can you hear me? … Oh, I really don’t think soTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
