I'm sitting by the telephone You'd better call me up You'd better call me up You'd better pick me up Gave away my number But you didn't write enough You didn't write enough You didn't write enough Don't know what to do sometimes Cause my mind keeps running away Maybe if you called me back I'd stay for a couple of days You wrote down my number And walked away Open mouthed i didn't know what to say You whisper in my ear and say You've always got my back You've always got my back You never had my back Jealousy kicks in and then You're ready to attack You're ready to attack My hands behind my back In comes lady snakehips now With her eyes as blue as the moon Drinks 15 tequila shots And passes out in my room You wrote down my number And walked away Open mouthed i didn't know what to say You wrote down my number And walked away Open mouthed i didn't know what to say