I`ve Got Your Number — текст песни (Kinks)

I miss the soft cold touch of your skin
In the night when [?]
I see your picture smashed to the ground
But my heart begins to pound

I`ve got your number but you`re never at home
I leave a message, please telephone
It`s so sad that you`re not around
It`s bringing me down

In the [?] where we would meet
In a crowd where there`s no one around
It`s such a sin, this mood I`m in
Now that we got [?]

I bet you`re burning up on the town
With every jerk and every clown
I walk the streets, hear your voice in my head
I [?] an empty bed

I`ve got your number but you`re never at home
I leave a message, please telephone
It`s so sad that you`re not around
It`s bringing me down

I know my news[?] leave a lot to be desired
But I thought that we had it made
But I guess that I`m not so smart
You`re breakin` my heart

I`ve got your number but you`re never at home
I leave a message, please telephone
It`s so sad that you`re not around
It`s bringing me down

Guess I`ll pack up and leave this town
With all its memories of you
There`s a [?], New York City
I`ll get by without you

I miss the soft cold touch of your skin
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