One Phone Call - The Night Game

It’s been a long day

Walking sideways

You’re outta your league

Blood on your white shoes

Them boys are bad news

That side of the street

You can find the needle in the hay

But never learned to walk

If you finally run outta gas

Or you just wanna talk

I’ve been where you’ve been

And thick skin still bleeds

When it hits the sidewalk

And if you’re ever in trouble

I’ll be your one phone call

When you come outta darkness

I’m here to break your fall

Ooh, and I know it well

'Cause I might’ve been there once or twice before

In the black of night

I hope you find my front door

And through it all

If you’re ever in trouble

I’ll be your one phone call

Back in the old days

The cold days

The salt in the straw

I was up to no good

Out on the hardwood

The lock in the jaw

I could trip over my two left feet

Better than anyone

And I know you think you’re alone

And up against the gun

I’ve been where you been

And thick skin still bleeds

You’re not the only one

I’ll be your one phone call

It’s been a long day

Walking sideways

(I'll be your one phone call)

Blood on your white shoes

Them boys are bad news

(I'll be your one phone call)

Mmh, you can find the needle in the hay

But never learned to walk

Well, I’ll be your one phone call

If you finally run outta gas

Or you just wanna talk, let’s talk

I’ll be your one phone call

And if you’re ever in trouble

I’ll be your one phone call

When you come outta darkness

I’m here to break your fall

Ooh, and I know it well

'Cause I might’ve been there once or twice before

In the black of night

I hope you find my front door

And through it all

If you’re ever in trouble

I’ll be your one phone call

(I'll be your one phone call)