I was down to my last quarter
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Trying to get her on the line
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That greedy old pay phone
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Wanted one more dime
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And so I called connect
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And crossed my fingers, praying she was in
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But when she found out
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It was me on the other end
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I heard, click, disconnected
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The charges aren't accepted
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Your call is being rejected
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This is worse than I expected
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That storm last night tore down all the lines
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That ran between her little heart and mine
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It went click, disconnected
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Operator, do you think we can give it one more try
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I'm not sure the first time we got the number right
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And this time when you tell her my name, would you tell her I'm sorry too
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I heard the operator pleading my case, it wasn't any use
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I still heard click, disconnected
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The charges aren't accepted
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Your call is being rejected
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This is worse than I expected
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That storm last night tore down all the lines
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That ran between her little heart and mine
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It went click, disconnected
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Oh and it's ripping apart my whole world
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Disconnected, somehow I've gotta reach that girl
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That storm last night tore down all the lines
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That ran between her little heart and mine
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It went, click
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Disconnected
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| Neal McCoy |
