Hello operator...
Can you give me number nine?
Can I see you later?
Will you give me back my dime?
Turn the oscillator,
Twist it with a dollar bill,
Mail man bring the paper
Leave it on my window sill.

Find a canary,
A bird to bring my message home.
Carry my obituary,
My coffin doesn't have a phone.
How you gonna get the money?
Send papers to an empty home?
How you gonna get the money?
Nobody to answer the phone.
Il tuo voto:
Hey little apple blossom,
What seems to be the problem?
All the ones you tell your troubles to,
They don't really care for you.
Come and tell me what you're thinking,
Cuz just when the boat is sinking,
A little light is blinking,
And I will come and rescue you.

Lots of girls walk around in tears,
But that's not for you.
You've been looking all around for years
For someone to tell your troubles to.

Come and sit with me and talk a while;
Let me see your pretty little smile.
Put your troubles in a little pile,
And I will sort 'em out for you.

Lots of girls walk around in tears,
But that's not for you.
You've been looking all around for years
For someone to tell your troubles to.

Come and sit with me and talk a while;
Let me see your pretty little smile.
Put your troubles in a little pile,
And I will sort 'em out for you.
I'll fall in love with you;
I think I'll marry you.
Il tuo voto:
Ive thought about it for a while
and Ive thought about the many miles
but I think its time that Ive gone away
the feelings that you have for me
have gone away its plain to see
and it looks to me that your pulling away

Im gonna pick it up
Im gonna pick it up today
Im bound pack it up
Im bound pack it up and go away

Ive found it hard to say to you
that this is what I have to do
but there is no way that Im gonna stay
there are so many things you need to know
and I wanna tell you before I go
but its hard to think of just what to say

Im gonna pick it up
Im gonna pick it up today
Im bound pack it up
Im bound pack it up and go away

Im sorry to leave you all alone
youre sitting silent by the phone
but we'd always known there would come a day
the bus is warm and softly lit
and a hundred people ride in it
I guess Im just another running away

Im gonna pick it up
Im gonna pick it up today
Im bound pack it up
Im bound pack it up and go away
Il tuo voto:
I got a letter this mornin',
what do you reckon it read?
It said the gal you love is dead.
I got a letter this mornin',
what do you reckon' it read?
It said 'Hurry hurry,
because the gal you love is dead'.

Well I packed up my suitcase,
took off down the road.
When I got there she was,
laying on the cooling board.
I packed up my suitcase,
and I took off down the road.
When I got there she was,
laying on the cooling board.
Well...

Hell...

It looked like ten thousand people,
standin' around the burying ground.
Didn't know I loved her,
'til they began to let her down.
Looked like ten thousand,
people standing on the burying ground.
Well didn't know that I loved her,
'til they began to let her down.

You know it's so hard to love,
someone that don't love you.
Won't get satisfaction...
don't care what you do.
So hard to love,
well, someone that don't love you.
Don't look like satisfaction,
well I don't care what you do.
Yeah...

Hush!
Thought I heard her call my name...

Well I got up this morning,
the break of day.
Just hugging the pillows,
she used to lay.
Got up this morning,
believe the break of day.
Just hugging the pillows,
where my baby used to lay.
Il tuo voto:
My baby's got a heart of stone
can't you people just leave her alone
she never did nothing to hurt you
so just leave her alone

The motion of her tiny hands
and the quiver of her bones below
are the signs of a girl alone
and tell you everything
you need to know

I can't explain it
I feel it often
everytime I see her face...
but the way you treat her
fills me with rage and I
want to tear apart the place

You try to tell her what to do
and all she does is stare at you
her stare is louder than your voice
because truth doesn't make a noise

No truth doesn't make a noise
The Truth doesn't make a noise

I can't explain it
I feel it often
everytime I see her face...
but the way you treat her
fills me with rage and I
want to tear apart the place
Il tuo voto:
Jumble jumble
all at my house
come on over
sleep on the couch
cant even see ya
look like a mouse

Crumble crumble
the bag is brown
rip up the paper
to hear a sound
pick up the pieces
up off the ground

Tumble tumble
on to the floor
roll over
until your poor
wave to me
Im at the door
Il tuo voto:
Somebody's screaming
looking at the ceilling
everything's so funny
I don't have any money
people don't even know me
but they know how to show me

Why can't you be nicer to me?

My pride is dying
I think I'm all done lying
nobody's sharing
so I stop caring
all alone and walking
nobody's talking

Why can't you be nicer to me?

Well the wind is blowing
where am I going
off a bridge and falling
nobody's calling
on the ground and laying
nobody's praying

Why can't you be nicer to me?
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