I pick up the phone, or let it ring Maybe I'll answer if it's time I'll call you a thousand times Or maybe just one more if you don't answer me tonight You call me such a freak, and I'm so stupid But it's always just a joke And maybe if we hang up clean, it won't be World War III And we can both sleep tonight Cause I miss you baby, well well Oh I miss you baby, yes I do
Can I go out tonight, cause I know that you are With all your friends and all those guys And I know it's a one way street But can we install another side So I can venture down with you And when your right shoe is on your wrong foot I know it doesn't feel as nice So I'll just honker down, am I bonkers now And I'm just bullets over head Cause I miss you baby, well well Oh I miss you baby, yes I do
They cause me to lose my groove I'm climbing mountains that seem to have no top But don't fret on what I say Cause I wouldn't have it any other way You're my sweet thing, and no one else will do
A cross this pointy street at my way And I packed enough to last for days But we'll retreat and then I'll hear her say
Oh those things that you do They cause me to lose my groove I'm climbing mountains that seem to have no top But don't fret on what I say Cause I wouldn't have it any other way You're my sweet thing, and no one else will do Cause I miss you baby, well well Oh I miss you baby yes I do I miss you baby, well well Oh I miss you baby, yes I do