Lyrics:

Phone me and I'll hang upSick and tired of being bubble gum chewed upDark lane, bleak house shrinking rose, You're ov
er and outTie a cherry bootstring, put your candy teeth inChoking on a sweetheart, hang up, hang up, hang upGo on girls - s
olo,Go on girls - take a chance,Go on girls - trust it,Go on girls - the truth is ...Cut your hair wear a chip on your sho
ulderGet ahead, get laid, get it overCheap show, back seat martyr's pose, you're over and outI'm checking out of my senses,
buying best defencesPutting on the trousers, hang up, hang up, hang upGo on girls - solo,Go on girls - take a chance,Go on
girls - trust it,Go on girls - the truth is ...So so ... Single ... So low ... The truth is ...You want the day to fit to
a soundtrackGet a story get a life and get backYou've got nothing to shout aboutYou're over and outI'm checking out of my
senses, Buying best defencesFired up on free-will, hang up, hang up, hang upGo on girls - solo,Go on girls - take a chance,
Go on girls - trust it,Go on girls - the truth is ...So so ... Single ... So low ... The truth is ...So so ... Single ... S
o low ... The truth is ...