Psychic

I knew you'd call
I'm a psychic
I've been hand-picked
By Dionne Warwick
And I can tell
By the sound of your voice
You're facing a dilemma
A difficult choice

There's no one that you can turn to
Nobody understands
You've made the right call
You're in good hands

Tell me your troubles
Don't hang up
It's my job
To keep your spirits up
Speak of your problems
Speak of your woe
I'm your new best friend
Don't let me go

As a child you kept
Your feelings inside
You knew you were special
On the sensitive side
But now you're all grown up
Still confused
No one's ever cared enough
To get the essence of you

Tell me your troubles
Don't hang up
It's my job
To keep your hopes up
Speak of your problems
Speak of your woe
I'm your new best friend
Don't let me go

Is that your neighbor knocking?
Sure, I'll hold
(Take your time)
But get back to me darlin'
There's so much more to be told

You're different from
All the people around you
Sometimes your thoughts
Gang up and surround you
Oh, but I am here
(I am here)
I'll give you peace of mind
There's a guardian angel
On the other end of this line

There's no one that you can turn to
Nobody else understands
You made the right call
You're in my hands

Tell me your troubles
Don't hang up
It's my job
To jack your phone bill up
Speak of your problems
Speak of your woe
I'm your new best friend
Don't let me go

Tell me your troubles
Don't hang up
It's my job
To prop your ego up
Speak of your problems
Speak of your woe
I'm your new best friend
I won't let you go

I knew you'd call
I'm a psychic
I knew you'd call
I'm psychic

I knew you'd call
I'm psychic
I knew you'd call
I'm psychic
(Woe, woe, woe, woe, woe, woe, woe)
I knew you'd call