Call Me Up ( The Phone is in the Cradle ) - Kenny Rogers
My friends, they don't talk much about religion But my friends, they don't talk much anyway-ay When they do I know I'd better listen 'Cause my good friends just naturally know The right things to say They say, call me up, the phone is in the cradle Get yourself delivered to my door-oor Well if you're so inclined and if you've got the time We can talk the night away Adam got so lonely in the garden He said it's tough to be the only man alive He said I'd give a rib for just somebody to talk to Well thunder and lightnin' out providin' You came strollin' by She said, call me up, the phone is in the cradle Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor Well if you're so inclined and if you've got the time We can talk the night away Now Rosie was the queen of the all night cowboy She said, Texas boy, you seem kinda shy-why Don't you expect an embossed invitation Just knock on the wall, come down the hall And knock on by She said, call me up, the phone is in the cradle Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor Call me up, the phone is in the cradle Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor Call me up, the phone is in the cradle Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor Call me up, the phone is in the cradle Get yourself
Artist: Kenny Rogers