| Everybody rappin' and talkin' 'bout nothin' and makin' 'em sexy sounds
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| And in the meantime and in-between-time I’m down here on the ground
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| But now, I’m not complainin' about what’s pertainin' to my present status quo
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| About thing’s gettin' hard, ooh, my God — inflation… I know you know. |
| Listen:
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| Now just yesterday I’d like to say before I got on my bed
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| Now I was already tired on the for-real side and a few bills I’d have got to
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| pay…
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| Now my phone rang and a cute little girl began to sing this tune
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| She said: «Mr. |
| Watson I’d like to inform you your phone is turned off at noon!»
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| Now that came to me as no surprise, 'cause last week I went up the coast
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| I met a cute little girl that was all the way live and callin' her I thought
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| was the most!
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| She had them great big eyes and 'em great big legs and it gave my body a chill
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| So, you know, I never thought about the cost and, no — a telephone bill!
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| So I just kept on rappin', my hands got clappin', havin' myself a ball
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| Eh, ah — you know, it slipped my mind it was at the same time I was makin' a
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| long distance call
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| So that day before yesterday I ran into the problem just making them calls an
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| hollers
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| And I picked up the envelope that contained my bill — guess what: 500 dollars!
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| Now, the next time I call this big-leg-cutie to make myself a date
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| I’m gonna call that girl way after nine and get me the evening rate!
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| Now, I ain’t gonna tell her, shh, ain’t gonna tell her nothin' to blow my frown
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| thing
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| But it’ll be way, way, way after nine when she’ll hear her telephone ring!
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| Ring it! |
| Ring it! |
| Ring that telephone!
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| Ring it! |
| Ring it! |
| Ring that telephone!
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| I said: ring it! |
| Ring it! |
| Have yourself a thrill!
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| And when you ring it, ring it: watch your phone bill!
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| Now I paid the bill and the deal was real and my talking resumed and all
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| A, ah, I said: from now on, pal, I must stick to my local calls!
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| Now, a few weeks passed, and I would just guess — y-you know what I’m talkin'
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| about —
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| I say, when I got the bill the figure was so low, I was impressed! |
| Knock me out!
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| Now, shortly that after something stopped my laughter, I was upside diggin' in
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| the yard
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| Heard a «ding» and I heard a «dong» — it was the phone! |
| Ooh, my Lord!
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| Say, I dropped my shovel and my body I levelled and I made me a 100-yard dash
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| And then I straightened up my clothes and I blew my nose through a kleenex in
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| the trash
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| I composed myself and I picked up the phone and I was still kinda huffin' and
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| puffin'
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| And the operator said «would you accept a collect call?» |
| — I said: «Ain't that nothin'?»
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| But, uh, I was just cool, 'cause, you know, I didn’t wanna be no fool, and, see,
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| I didn’t know who it was —
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| It was the big-legged cutie from up off the coast tellin' me that she was in
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| love!
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| Then, now, for three whole minutes I planned to talk — not now you all know I
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| ain’t never lied!
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| But, in love or not, I planned to stop when the third minute arrived!
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| I went three minutes past — it occured to me: ooh! |
| She might talk a week!
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| I-I said: «I'm sorry, Baby, look, I gotta go!» |
| — She was a telephone freak!
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| She said: «Oh, Johnny, talk a little longer! |
| With you I’m so in love!»
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| I said: «I know, where you’re comin' from, I can dig it! |
| I gotta go rehearse at
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| the club!»
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| She said: «Well, if you gotta go rehearse I’ll call you later, there’s some I
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| gotta tell you what’s on my mind!»
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| I said: «Well, yeah okay, Baby, you can call me back — anytime after nine!»
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| Ring it! |
| Ring it! |
| Ring that telephone!
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| Why don’t you ring it? |
| Ring it? |
| Ring that telephone?
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| And when you ring it, ring it, have yourself a thrill!
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| And ring it, ring it: watch your phone bill! |