Telephone Book Lyrics - Violent Femmes

Review The Song (0)



I look at my telephone book
I can't stand the way it look
I hate to think the way you took
me down into a burnin' rage
I wrote your name on every page
but you don't return my calls
you don't return my calls
you don't return my calls
I'm ready to bust down the walls
I'm going down Niagara Falls
in a barrel of fun
hey ain't I a lucky one
you don't return my calls
my telephone book is the color red
my telephone book is the color red
the red is all in my head
sponsored links
some things are left better unsaid
is that why you don't try
to acknowledge or reply
you don't return my calls
why did you hear from an old friend
I knew once way back when
I did some bad things to myself and my health
or did you happen to hear an old song I once sang
did it make your sweet sweet blood run cold in your veins
and will you never think of me the same







Click here to submit the Corrections of Telephone Book Lyrics

The following area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of Telephone Book Lyrics.
Your Name:
(Important: Your name will be published if you input it)

Review for Telephone Book Lyrics
------ Performed by Violent Femmes

Please enter a title for your review:

------ 08/01/2014

Type your review in the space below: