Lyrics:

The Telephone's Ringin' And It's Three A.m. And I Know Just Who's Callin'
from The Same Old Spot And You're About Half Shot Almost To The Point Of Crawlin'
why Is It Everytime We Have A Little Fuss You Take Your Wounded Pride
and You Head Right Straight For A Bar And A Bottle And Try Your Best To Crawl Inside
please Stay There Till I Get There And We'll Work It Out Together
we'll Take A Little Walk And Have A Little Talk And You'll Feel A Whole Lot Better
[ Harmonica - Steel ]
just When I Wonder If You're Really Worth The Trouble That You Put Me Through
then You Roll Them Baby Blue Eyes At Me And Jump Like A Kangaroo
stay There Till I Get There...
[ Banjo ]
well I Thought About Leavin' You Many Times And I've Even Packed My Bags A Few
then The Telephone Rings And I Can't Do A Thing But Run Right Straight To You
baby Stay There Till I Get There...
please Stay There Till I Get There...