Getting on a phone with a busy line Talking on a phone and loosing my mind Never never never never realise It feels so far,like a million miles Give me give me give me give me little hand Just listen to your heart,dont consider it I`m looking out at a city night I see your eyes in city lights
chorus: Moscow calling Operator don`t teas me Moscow calling Operator what`s going on Moscow calling All the circuits are busy Moscow calling I`m going on ain`t giving it up
Party party party party somewhere going crazy Night is calling me out there but I grip the phone I`m having no choice No coffee, no beer, no cigarettes, and line`s still busy Operator on the other and I need your voice I need to hear your voice
When I hear your voice I wanna kiss the phone I wanna get paid for the weeks I stayed alone I have no one elso to call for you I wanna save it all But it doesn`t got thru I`m going on and on I feel I`m gonna break this telephone