K/Kenny Rogers/Call Me Up (The Phone Is in the Cradle)
My friends, they don't talk much about religion But my friends, they don't talk much anyway-ay When they do I know I'd better listen 'Cause my good friends just naturally know The right things to say
They say, call me up, the phone is in the cradle Get yourself delivered to my door-oor Well if you're so inclined and if you've got the time We can talk the night away
Adam got so lonely in the garden He said it's tough to be the only man alive He said I'd give a rib for just somebody to talk to Well thunder and lightnin' out providin' You came strollin' by
She said, call me up, the phone is in the cradle Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor Well if you're so inclined and if you've got the time We can talk the night away
Now Rosie was the queen of the all night cowboy She said, Texas boy, you seem kinda shy-why Don't you expect an embossed invitation Just knock on the wall, come down the hall And knock on by
She said, call me up, the phone is in the cradle Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor Call me up, the phone is in the cradle Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor Call me up, the phone is in the cradle Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor Call me up, the phone is in the cradle Get yourselfTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
