You left two weeks ago, seems like a month of Sundays
And each time I called you were gone
And when you finally answered, your voice seemed cold as ice
And the next thing I heard was your dial tone
And each time I called you were gone
And when you finally answered, your voice seemed cold as ice
And the next thing I heard was your dial tone
Chorus
So call me sometime, I won't be on the line
Rest assured and know, I'll be there
Call me if you will and I will pay the bill
I'm at one eight hundred do you care
I'm sitting here tonight, thinking "do you know my number"
My hand stays on the phone most all the time
And I'm wondering if you know, the trouble I've been through
So the next call you make won't cost a dime
So call me sometime, I won't be on the line
Rest assured and know I'll be there
Call me if you will and I will pay the bill
I'm at one eight hundred do you care
I'm at one eight hundred do you care
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