But you wasn't home. I called you up this morning,
All day I've been wondering
You have left my heart in misery
I was just your sweetheart,
All day I've been wondering
You have left my heart to be healed
Gone is the love I safely held
Some other day I'll be doing well
Picked up the receiver on the telephone
I'm calling out for pizza with you
All I'm going to do about the pain in my
back is call up the local mocking or der of
Picked up the receiver on the telephone,
She said we're closin' early, it's
All of us goners, nobody right
I am going up on a high old mountain hill,
and look down on the place, well, ooh, well.
A drunken old desert hawk flyin' by
All of us garters and nobody rides
All of us garters singin' and a
All of us callers, nobody write
All of us callers, singin' in the night
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