| Call Me |
|---|
| If I were you I’d let the whole thing drop, |
| If you don’t you know that it will never stop. |
| Should have got wise when the shit hit the fan, |
| Should have got wise when you abandoned the frying pan. |
| Well you should have called me, |
| Call me, call me. |
| Why don’t you call me? |
| Call me, call me. |
| Why don’t you call me? |
| Call me, call me. |
| You could have called me, |
| Call me, call me. |
| If I were you I’d let the whole thing blow away, |
| You can always make it up, some other day. |
| And I don’t understand why your friends are all so out of sight, |
| Guess they were hoping that you and I would pick a fight. |
| Repeat chorus. |
| I don’t understand how you got into this mess, |
| Started out with nothing, ended up with less. |
| And I’ll never know why you didn’t do the right thing, |
| Just pick up the phone and give someone a ring, |
| Well you could have called me… |
| Repeat chorus. |
