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She called me
crazy, Hell,
at least she's calling.
Never had a girl
keep the receiver from falling;
hung up
on her lips
like I was left with a dial tone.
No ringing in my ears,
silence;
still holding the telephone.
crazy, Hell,
at least she's calling.
Never had a girl
keep the receiver from falling;
hung up
on her lips
like I was left with a dial tone.
No ringing in my ears,
silence;
still holding the telephone.
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