| Now when iґm sick and tired and iґm far away from home
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| I need to hear your voice on the telephone
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| Thatґs just what I need to feel at home
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| No matter how far away I am, how bad I feel
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| 'cause thereґs no greater thrill in my life
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| Than to hear your sweet voice in my ear, itґs nice
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| It makes the miles apart not so far
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| Brings hope to me like a shining star
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| I get so tired out when I reach over and dial out
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| And all I get is the stupid machine it says
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| «iґm not at home right now
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| If you know what I mean
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| So if you will leave your name and number
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| Sometime iґll give you a call back and if you donґt
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| I wonґt make time for you no more, jack»
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| See iґm sick and tired of layinґ alone
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| I get these cold sweats when iґm far away from home
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| And if I could just hear your voice one more time
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| I might have a little inspiration to continue
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| My life in a way that I can that doesnґt seem
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| So destructive as I am but itґs ok if I donґt
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| Get you today, iґll just listen to your
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| Answering machine ok fucked up piece of Shit 30 seconds and iґm cut off
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| No return calls (once a week) |