Call Girl - FFS

I’m waiting by the loading dock for you

TV and guitar in hock for you

Come on, girl

Come on and give me a ring

Come on, girl

Pick up and ring

Come on and pick up and

Why don’t you call, girl?

Why don’t you call, girl?

Why don’t you call, girl?

Why don’t you call, girl?

I gave up blow and adderall for you

So I’d have dough and spend it all on you

So call, girl

Come on and give me a ring

Call, girl

Pick up and ring

Come on and pick up and

Why don’t you call, girl?

Why don’t you call, girl?

Why don’t you call, girl?

Why don’t you call, girl?

I realize it’s me who makes advances

All advances

And I realize arrangements come from me

It’s me, it’s me, it’s me who always wants to meet

So come on, girl

Come on and pick up and ring

Come on, girl

Pick up and ring

Come on and pick up and

When I call on you, everything is good again

And everything and everything

I don’t need to say anything, it’s understood

Again, anything and everything

I don’t ask, I don’t need an answer

I hear your lies in dead romance

Rise and rise, I lead

I lead and then again it’s

So call, girl

Come on and give me a ring

Call, girl

Pick up and ring

Come on and pick up and