Philmore - Mobile Telephones Lyrics
I hear that on a date she'll make you wait,'Cause she thinks it takes an hour to be fashionably late.When sooner comes to later,You'll love her or you'll hate herBut I can't imagine any guy would miss a chance to date her.(do-do-do-do-do-do) x 4No rice, no dice, she won't think twice,If she doesn't like the waiter, then she won't be nice.I could write myself a letter, to persuade my friend I'd met her,But I don't think they would fall for it...I think that they'd know better.They woke up.They spoke up.They broke up.On Moblile Telephones...She don't give half a chance to other guys,If I had half a nerve I'd probably try...(do-do-do-do-do-do) x 4The game's the same, but I'm afraid,'Cause I don't know all the rules and never really learned to play.I thought that I'd forgot her 'til I saw her in the water,Then my heart seized and my car keys wentDown...down....down....And as she swam away, my mind replayedAll the witty conversation I should have made.So I'll cut her picture from the front page of the Sunday paperAnd attach her to my wall with a staple,Or I'll tape her....They woke up.They spoke up.They broke up....On Mobile Telephones.They woke up.They spoke up.They broke up....On Mobile TelephonesShe don't give half a chance to other guys,If I had half a nerve I'd probably try...do do do do do dodo do do do do dodo do do do do dodo do do do do......
