Freaking Time
You see me balling
You hear me calling for ya
I'll call you darling
You see I'm falling for ya
I'm such a mess, I
Lose control
You turn me right, right round
Right right right round
Come on over
But it ain't over babe
Come on closer
Waiting for another day
What I'm missing
Doesn't seem like much
It's the feel of your touch
Wanna come my way
Or save it for another day
To keep things all the same is
Nothing special
Sitting all alone
Solitude is what we call home
But go and call me up
Before I go mental
You're on my mind
All the freaking time
Call me up
Call me up
When you feel down
Is it tough
Is it tough
To make a sound
You're hard to find
And one of a kind
Call me up
Call me up
When you feel down
Not enough
Not enough
We're not homebound
May seem like nothing
But ain't it something, babe
To find all things
Is all what keeps us sane
You're such a mess, you
Lose control
I turn you right, right round
Right right right round
Do think it over
If I'm a thought to you
You think you know her
Because it's like you knew
She's what you're missing
Doesn't seem like much
It's the feel of her touch
Wanna come my way
Or save it for another day
To keep things all the same is
Nothing special
Sitting all alone
Solitude is what we call home
But go and call me up
Before I go mental
You're on my mind
All the freaking time
Call me up
Call me up
When you feel down
Is it tough
Is it tough
To make a sound
You're hard to find
And one of a kind
Call me up
Call me up
When you feel down
Not enough
Not enough
We're not homebound
You hear me calling for ya
I'll call you darling
You see I'm falling for ya
I'm such a mess, I
Lose control
You turn me right, right round
Right right right round
Come on over
But it ain't over babe
Come on closer
Waiting for another day
What I'm missing
Doesn't seem like much
It's the feel of your touch
Wanna come my way
Or save it for another day
To keep things all the same is
Nothing special
Sitting all alone
Solitude is what we call home
But go and call me up
Before I go mental
You're on my mind
All the freaking time
Call me up
Call me up
When you feel down
Is it tough
Is it tough
To make a sound
You're hard to find
And one of a kind
Call me up
Call me up
When you feel down
Not enough
Not enough
We're not homebound
May seem like nothing
But ain't it something, babe
To find all things
Is all what keeps us sane
You're such a mess, you
Lose control
I turn you right, right round
Right right right round
Do think it over
If I'm a thought to you
You think you know her
Because it's like you knew
She's what you're missing
Doesn't seem like much
It's the feel of her touch
Wanna come my way
Or save it for another day
To keep things all the same is
Nothing special
Sitting all alone
Solitude is what we call home
But go and call me up
Before I go mental
You're on my mind
All the freaking time
Call me up
Call me up
When you feel down
Is it tough
Is it tough
To make a sound
You're hard to find
And one of a kind
Call me up
Call me up
When you feel down
Not enough
Not enough
We're not homebound
Credits
Writer(s): Bettina Campomanes
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