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questions when the telephone rang 
Now the telephone leaves a lot to be desired?For communication - I'd much rather be by your side?But when you owe a lot
Let me tell you 'bout a guy I know 
He is my baby and he lives next door 
Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up 
He brings me coffee in my favorite
Let me tell you 'bout a guy I know 
He is my baby and he lives next door 
Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up 
He brings me coffee in my favorite
Let me tell you bout a guy I know,
He's my baby and he lives next door
Every morning when the sun comes up,
He brings me coffee in my favorite cup
watch out"
I slammed my door and said
"You don't know what you're talkin' about"

Mama said I sang when the telephone rang
And she called out "Honey,
Let me tell you bout a guy I know,
He's my baby and he lives next door
Every morning when the sun comes up,
He brings me coffee in my favorite cup
door I said the girl next door
I'm talking bout the girl that foxy little girl that pretty little girl next door
I'm talking bout the girl that foxy
Let me tell you bout a guy I know,
He's my baby and he lives next door
Every morning when the sun comes up,
He brings me coffee in my favorite cup
dance, my darling?
Can I have this last dance with you?
These are the words that he told to the fellow next door

Mainstream, U.S.A.
I flipped that
Made a machine by describing the landscape
A child made out of a song about money
Our sex became a boxer who moved in next door retired
A separate
One time I was in the checkout line
Behind Steven Seagal
Once I'm pretty sure Mr. Jonah Hill
Was in the very next bathroom stall
My best friend's
Lemme tell you 'bout a boy I know
He's my baby and he lives next door
In the morning when the sun comes up
He brings me coffee in my favorite cup
Let me tell you bout a girl I know
She is my baby and she lives next door
Every morning fore the sun comes up
She brings my coffee in my favorite
on the telephone and tell me baby I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four to hear me knockin' upon her door
In the evening fore the sun goes down ain't
I don't wanna hear you whisper, I don't wanna hear you moan
I don't wanna listen too you talking on the telephone
Always talking on the telephone
Words and music by Tom T. Hall
From Real - The Tom T. Hall Project
Originally by Tom T. Hall

Have you read any good telephone books lately?
If you
call her on the telephone
And tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her (knock, knock, knock, knock) on my door
and cunning
I took off down the next hall running
Only to be stopped by a girl so stunning
Only to be stopped by a girl so stunning

She said "your smooth
didn't know what to say
God dog sex death life and now I'm feeling old
These images were conjured up by talking on the telephone
I Saw an X-Ray
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know 
She is my baby and she lives next door 
Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up 
She brings me coffee in my
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know 
She is my baby and she lives next door 
Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up 
She brings me coffee in my
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know 
She is my baby and she lives next door 
Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up 
She brings me coffee in my
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know 
She is my baby and she lives next door 
Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up 
She brings me coffee in my
on the telephone
And tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her - on my door

In the evening when the sun goes down
When there is
on the telephone
And tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her [KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK] on my door

In the evening when the sun