Текст песни Nik Kershaw - Lady On The Phone
Nik Kershaw - Lady On The Phone слова песни
Two-thirty on a Monday morning, I goNo particular worry or careDown Santa Monica Boulevard, real slowJust to see if that lady`s still thereI don`t know if I shouldBut maybe I could ask her somethingI wonder `bout the place she calls her homeYou`re not aloneLady on the phoneWho are you callingWho are you talking to nowLady on the phoneWho knows your numberWho lives in your world and howSo another day comes round, life goesOn and lady`s still making that callNo need to tell her there`s a world out thereShe knowsShe just doesn`t seem worried at allI see someone in thereBeauty with the reddest of hairAnd maybe not such a long, long time agoYou`re not alone(Chorus)When there are no more dimes to spendDo operators call you friendDoes anybody know your nameCall me I`ll play your gameI knowYou`re not alone(Chorus)