900 Song — текст песни (Agans Craig)

You dial one nine hundred lookin` for a fix
You dial one nine hundred and get off on your kicks
When you`re all alone, and you`re stranded at home
And you`re sitting by the phone, after you`ve been wrecked by a cyclone
Dial one nine hundred.. when you`re gettin` down to the bone..
You dial one nine hundred it shouldn`t be for real
You dial one nine hundred it could be your last meal
They can bring you a million bucks, they can bring a change to your bad
luck
But if you find that you`re really stuck, and you see them comin`, you`d
better duck
You dial one nine hundred.. your life must really suck..
You dial one nine hundred to hear a prayer from the lord
You dial one nine hundred you sometimes must get bored
But they say it`s true, that you just dial, they`ll do it for you
They can make all of your dreams come true, it`ll hit you out of the
blue
You dial one nine hundred.. they`ll make a liar out of you..
You dial one nine hundred, you`re lookin` for a cure
You dial one nine hundred, it`s quarter after four
But it`s the only help that you can see, it`s comin` at you from your tv
You`re lookin` down out of nights lonely tree, and you know, you would
agree
You dial one nine hundred.. your life sometimes must get lonely..
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