Kenny Rogers - Call Me Up (The Phone Is In The Cradle) Lyrics
My friends, they don't talk much about religionBut my friends, they don't talk much anyway-ayWhen they do I know I'd better listen'Cause my good friends just naturally knowThe right things to sayThey say, call me up, the phone is in the cradleGet yourself delivered to my door-oorWell if you're so inclined and if you've got the timeWe can talk the night awayAdam got so lonely in the gardenHe said it's tough to be the only man aliveHe said I'd give a rib for just somebody to talk toWell thunder and lightnin' out providin'You came strollin' byShe said, call me up, the phone is in the cradleGet yourself delivered to my doo-oorWell if you're so inclined and if you've got the timeWe can talk the night awayNow Rosie was the queen of the all night cowboyShe said, Texas boy, you seem kinda shy-yDon't you expect an embossed invitationJust knock on the wall, come down the hallAnd knock on byShe said, call me up, the phone is in the cradleGet yourself delivered to my doo-oorCall me up, the phone is in the cradleGet yourself delivered to my doo-oorCall me up, the phone is in the cradleGet yourself delivered to my doo-oorCall me up, the phone is in the cradleGet yourself [fade]
