Somebody's calling me to be my girl Somebody's calling me to be my girl But my hands don't work; they're more like feet And the wake-up call, "go back to sleep"
Babe, come with me And I'll take you to the place I sleep Oh, darling, come with me And I'll show you the place I sleep
Somebody's phoning me to be my girl Somebody's phoning me to be my girl But the phone won't ring when I'm on the street And the heart won't beat when I'm half asleep
Somebody's texting me to be my girl Constantly texting me to be my girl But the text won't take away nights that creep And my mouth won't move when I'm in too deep
Babe, come with me And I'll take you to the place I sleep Oh, darling, come with me And I'll show you the place I sleep
All right
Somebody's calling me into their work Wrapped up and full of good inside their work But the car won't start when I'm half asleep And the kids don't cry when you're on your feet
Babe, come with me And I'll show you the place I sleep Oh, darling, come with me And I'll take you to the place I live The place I live The place I live The place I live The places where I liveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
