Telephone

Come on babe, pick up the phone

Can I tell you something

About how I really hate callin

Lying on the sofa

Getting myself to do that thing

I wanna knuckle down to business

But now I just mess around

Lying on the sofa

Oh, I don’t wanna do that thing

Come on babe, pick up the phone

Can I tell you something

How I hate to hear that ring

Sitting next to my phone

Locked, hidden, trapped at home

I’m afraid of callin‘ you

I’m so lost about what to do

Stay at home next to my phone

Or just run away

You’re afraid of lovin‘ me

When you are not callin’me

Nervous stressed and sad at home

Come on babe pick up the phone

Come on babe, pick up the phone