Telephone Lovers

David Ramirez

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Well I'm coming to London
To bring you back to Texas
To have your first Thanksgivin'
You'll meet the parents

Ah, what the hell are we thinkin'?
Feel like somethin' is missing
oh, yeah
It's your touch and your kisses
Can't even feel 'em

I'm too far away
Too far away
I'm too far away
What a bummer

You are too far away
You're too far away
You're too far away to stay on the phone any longer
Man, I wish you were stronger

I didn't catch what you said
The call cut out again
Ah that's right I heard ya
We should just be friends

So call me when you're drunk
And I'll call you when I'm drunk
We'll be telephone lovers till the Sun comes up

'Cause I'm too far away
Too far away
Too far away
Where's my charger?
You are too far away
You're too far away
You're too far away to stay on the phone any longer
Man, I wish you were stronger

So what the hell are we thinkin'?
What the hell are we thinkin'?
What the hell?