Getting on a phone with a busy line Talking on a phone and losing my mind Never never never never realize It feels so far, like a millions miles Give me give me give me give me little hand Just listen to your heart, don't consider it I'm looking oout at the city night I see your eyes in city lights
Moscow calling: Operator don't tease 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, but I grip the phone I'm having no choice No coffee, no beer, no cigarettes, & line's still busy Operator on the other end I need your voice I need to hear your voice I'm phono phono phono phonomaniac When I hear your voice I wanna kiss the phone I wanna get paid for the weeks I stayed alone I have no one else to call, for you I wanna save it all But it doesn't get through I'm going on and on I feel I'm gonna break this telephone
Moscow calling: Operator don't tease 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