| Operator
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| Oh, could you help me place this call?
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| You see the number on the matchbook
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| Is old and faded
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| She’s livin' in L. A
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| With my best old ex-friend Ray
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| A guy she said she knew well
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| And sometimes hated
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| Isn’t that the way they say it goes?
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| But let’s forget all that
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| And give me the number if you can find it
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| So I can call just to tell 'em
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| I’m fine and to show I’ve overcome the blow
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| I’ve learned to take it well
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| I only wish my words could just convince myself
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| That it just wasn’t real
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| But that’s not the way it feels
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| Operator
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| Oh. |
| Could you help me place this call?
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| 'Cause I can’t read the number
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| That you just gave me
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| There’s something in my eyes
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| You know it happens every time
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| I think about the love
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| That I thought would save me
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| Isn’t that the way they say it goes?
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| But let’s forget all that
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| And give me the number if you can find it
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| So I can call just to tell 'em
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| I’m fine and to show I’ve overcome the blow
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| I’ve learned to take it well
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| I only wish my words could just convince myself
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| That it just wasn’t real
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| But that’s not the way it feels
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| No, no, no, no
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| That’s not the way it feels
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| Operator
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| Oh, let’s forget about this call
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| There’s no one there I really wanted to talk to
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| Thank you for your time
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| Oh, you’ve been so much more than kind
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| You can keep the dime
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| Isn’t that the way they say it goes?
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| But let’s forget all that
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| And give me the number if you can find it
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| So I can call just to tell 'em
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| I’m fine and to show I’ve overcome the blow
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| I’ve learned to take it well
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| I only wish my words could just convince myself
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| That it just wasn’t real
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| But that’s not the way it feels |