| It’s the middle of the night and I should be sleepin'
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| My eyelids are heavy but there’s something keepin' them open wide
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| Since I kissed you at the gate just two days past
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| I’ve been flyin' towards the sun on a jet plane fast accross the ocean tide
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| There’s a touch tone phone right beside my bed
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| There’s a ten digit number burnin' in my head
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| And before I left I heard the words you said, «call me anytime»
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| Long distance, there’s a signal comin' from me to you
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| So insistent, it’s penetratin' goin' straight on through
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| No resistin', I get struck by love at the funniest times
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| It’s long distance love waitin for me at the end of the line
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| Now it’s cold and lonesome here in this time zone
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| But I can thank Mister Bell for his telephone and what it buys
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| It’s reassuring just to know you’re there
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| But if I hear your voice, I might smell your hair when I close my eyes
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| I’m punchin' the keys and my hands are hot
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| It’s not what I want but it’s the best I got
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| And I don’t even know if you’re home or not, but I can always try
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| Got your fiber optics, got your savin' plan
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| In the off peak hours honey I’m your man, I got my callin' card
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| When I hear you echo off the satellite
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| I’ll be jumpin' up and down, I’ll be feelin' right, I’ll be fallin' hard
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| You’ll be puttin' out that cat, turnin' out the lights
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| While the sun’s commin' up here bold and bright
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| We’re on opposite ends of a lonely night, but it’s not too far |