(617) by Trocadero
213 girls talk too much
And 212 boys not enough
312s are very bold
And 206 gets way too cold
Doing shots I'm all alone
I slur my words after the tone
And I drink and I call
And I drink and I call
And I drink and I call
And I drink and I call
And I drink and I call
And I drink and I call
I can't stand to be alone
I can't stand to be alone
I can't stand to be alone
Save me on the telephone
Now 419s they hate the phone
Man 208s are never home
And all my lovers they have voice mail
They call me back
They give me hell
And I drink and I call
And I drink and I call
And I drink and I call
And I drink and I call
And I drink and I call
And I drink and I call
I can't stand to be alone
I can't stand to be alone
I can't stand to be alone
Save me on the telephone
I've dialed the numbers
Dialed them all
But nothing beats
A local call
617 boys, hmm, 617 girls, hmm
617 boys, hmm, 617 girls, hmm
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