Kim Wilde

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I watch a man sitting down by the park: the flashy suit manufactured by the makers. He's got a pen and he circles an ad. It makes him laugh 'cause he's reading dirty papers. 2-6-5-8-0 She doesn't know it but she's getting his call He's too constrained but he wants it in a strange way. She comes her hair; doesn't worry at all. He could be mad but he's just another payday. 2-6-5-8-0 2-6-5-8-0 2-6-5-8-0 Oh, dial it if you want to know me. She likes to live on the poor side of town. She's shacking down with a guy West Guiana. The boys around always look at the ground. Oh, what they'd give for a night with that piranha. 2-6-5-8-0 2-6-5-8-0 2-6-5-8-0 Oh, dial it if you want to know me. Songtexte She doesn't have to make her money that way, she's such a pretty young girl. I guess they love it 'cause you hear when they stay, they're crying, "Oh, oh, oh." This guy arrives looking scared as a rat. He needs her love but he wants it like a brother. Three hours later he crawls out on his knees. She's laughing loud 'cause he's calling for his mother. 2-6-5-8-0 2-6-5-8-0 2-6-5-8-0 Oh, dial if you want to know me. 2-6-5-8-0 (What's the number?) 2-6-5-8-0 (Oh, I gotta get it, now.) 2-6-5-8-0 Oh, dial it if you want to know me. Aus Songtexte Mania