Текст песни Kinks - I`ve Got Your Number
Kinks - I`ve Got Your Number слова песни
I miss the soft cold touch of your skin In the night when [?] I see your picture smashed to the ground But my heart begins to pound I`ve got your number but you`re never at home I leave a message, please telephone It`s so sad that you`re not around It`s bringing me down In the [?] where we would meet In a crowd where there`s no one around It`s such a sin, this mood I`m in Now that we got [?] I bet you`re burning up on the town With every jerk and every clown I walk the streets, hear your voice in my head I [?] an empty bed I`ve got your number but you`re never at home I leave a message, please telephone It`s so sad that you`re not around It`s bringing me down I know my news[?] leave a lot to be desired But I thought that we had it made But I guess that I`m not so smart You`re breakin` my heart I`ve got your number but you`re never at home I leave a message, please telephone It`s so sad that you`re not around It`s bringing me down Guess I`ll pack up and leave this town With all its memories of you There`s a [?], New York City I`ll get by without you I miss the soft cold touch of your skin ...