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Do-do-do, do-do-do do-doDo-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, doDo-wahDon't write me no lettersDon't even telephone I want you person to person (person to person)Bring your little fine self on homeDon't send me no messageYou know, you know, you knowI'm all aloneI need you person to personBring your little fine self on homeAin't no use to telephone me (no-no, no-no)I can't love no telephone (no-no, no-no)All the time you're telephonin' (no-no, no-no)You could be comin' home (yes-yes, yes-yes)Ain't no use to send no letter (no-no, no-no)I can't hold no paper tight (no-no, no-no)Ain't no use to send no message (no-no, no-no)It can't talk to me at night (no-no, no-no)Ain't no use to send your brother (no-no, no-no)I won't talk to no one else (no-no, no-no)SongtexteAin't no use to send your mother (no-no, no-no)You just gotta come yourselfLittle girl, I have sufferedUm, each day that you've been gone (gone, gone, gone)I need you person to person (person)Oh, bring me your little a-fine self on home!(Bring your fine self on home) Aus Songtexte Mania