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Telephone Song

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

Composição: Mark David Manders





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