(Tim Mensy/Liz Hengber)
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Once again its calling to her
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Its a sound she knows
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Through the night its getting louder
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It must know shes home
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Its trying to wear her down
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As she sits softly crying
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Feeling weak but being strong
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She lets that telephone ring
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Chorus:
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she used to run each time he called
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She'd always give in
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His voice would melt her
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And wash away his sins
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She'd forgive him
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But tonight she's keeping
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That hand from reaching
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she'll let that telephone ring
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From a phone booth he just listens
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Why don't she pick up
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He's been trying now for hours
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Still he won't hang up
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He's feeling desparate now
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As the rain starts falling
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He can't face it that its over
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He lets that telephone ring
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(repeat chorus)
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She turns the light off
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Lays her head down
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Lets that telephone ring
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She'll Let That Telephone Ring
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Regina Regina |