He's on the Phone

He's on the phone
And she wants to go home
Shoes in hand, don't make a sound
It's time to go

Ooh-ooh
Someday (someday), someday

He's on the phone
Doesn't want to go home
The hotel life, forget your wife
You're on your own

Academia girl
Her life's a gas, she loves the trash
Inside his world

Can't find his way there
Got the cash, feeling flash
In Leicester Square (ooh-ooh)

Yes
She never meant to call
She did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)

Yes
She never meant to call
She did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday

It's five to 12
And she's nervous as hell
With nothing to lose, it's hard to choose
It's hard to tell

Skin is dewdrop and warm
The lipstick kiss
Reminisce
Awake 'til dawn (ooh-ooh)

Yes
She never meant to call
She did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)

Yes (ooh-ooh)
She never meant to call
She did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)

Et c'est alors que supposement blesse par le commun des mortels
Je resurrecte encore et encore
Je resurrecte
Encore
Et encore

He's on the phone
And she wants to go home
Shoes in hand, don't make a sound
It's time to go

Yes
She never meant to call
She did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)

Yes (ooh-ooh)
She never meant to call
She did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday), someday



Credits
Writer(s): Pete Wiggs, Bob Stanley, Sarah Cracknell, Etienne Daho
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