| Lately when I’ve had you on the line,
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| Had some trouble getting through
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| I hear someone talking in my ear,
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| Doesn’t sound a bit like you
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| Now it’s time for me to call again
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| I’m out on the street alone
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| Break a twenty at the corner store
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| Make my way up to the phone.
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| Pull a quarter from my old blue jeans
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| Watch it slip into the slot
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| In my mind I’m thinking you love me
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| Then again you love me not
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| I’ve been walking through the lonely nights
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| Sleep a little in the day
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| Now I’m out again to see the sites.
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| Walk my troubles all away
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| Know the neighborhood but I’m still lost
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| What was back there that was so strange
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| Tell the operator to try again
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| Hope my luck’s about to change.
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| Pull a quarter from my old blue jeans
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| Watch it slip into the slot
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| In my mind I’m thinking you love me
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| Then again you love me not
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| Lately things are either hot or cold,
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| Fifty-fifty black or white
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| Stop and go its either red or green
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| Bright as day or dark as night
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| Swinging back and forth has got to stop
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| Otherwise you’d drive me crazy
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| Cause I always thought love was more
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| Than pulling pedals from a daisy
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| Pull a quarter from my old blue jeans
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| Watch it slip into the slot
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| In my mind I’m thinking you love me
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| Then again you love me not
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| Pull a quarter from my old blue jeans
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| Watch it slip into the slot
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| In my mind I’m thinking you love me
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| Then again you love me not |