DANCING ON THE TELEPHONE

	DANCING ON THE TELEPHONE
When you call me,I dance on the telephone When I'm waiting, I gnaw my fingers to the bone When it's raining, it's always raining on my heart But when you call me it don't seem to matter that The car won't start and the roof's started leaking Some business set's it on fire When we're in touch with each other There's a cool exchange, touch me and believe it Operator, high anticipation Cool exchange, in a boys imagination Ooh, ooh, I'm dancing on the telephone Operator, high anticipation Cool exchange, in a boys imagination Ooh, ooh, I'm dancing on the telephone When you call me, I fall for the party line Could be in mensa with an iq of under thirty-nine Ah, now we're talking Some girls are fond of deceiving You got my whole heart believing When you're in touch with each other There's a cool exchange, touch me and believe it Operator, high anticipation Cool exchange, in a boys imagination Ooh, ooh, I'm dancing on the telephone Operator, high anticipation Cool exchange, in a boys imagination Ooh, ooh, I'm dancing on the telephone