Weird Al Yankovic - Phony Calls Lyrics
Mom and dad are goin out for the eveningAnd youre stuck inside the house all aloneThats when you decided it might be fun to harass someoneDial a random number up on your telephoneYou ask if their refrigerator is runningThen you tell em they should go out and catch itBuddy, if they ever figured out where you were callin em fromTheyd come and bust your head right in with a ratchetListen to meDont go makin phony callsPlease stick to the seven-digit numbers youre used toI know that you think its funny drivin folks up the wallBut its really gettin old fastLittle melvin has a natural obsessionAskin for prince albert in a canHe gets a kick each time he makes a collect callTo some guy he doesnt know who lives in japanHes callin strangers up at three in the morningGives em pizza pie delivery at fourHe wont be laughin when theyre tracin his lineOne day the phone police will be there at his doorYo, hear meDont go makin phony callsOnly dial the seven-digit numbers youre used toSwear someday Im gonna yank that phone cord right out from the wallHow long is this phase gonna last?Come onMoes bar, whatll ya eat, beat or drink?Uh, yeah, hello, is mike there? last name rotch.Hold on. Ill check. mike rotch! mike rotch! hey, has anybody seen mike rotch lately?Listen to me, you little puke. one of these days, Im going to catch you, and Im going to carve my name on your back with anIce pick!Dont go makin phony callsPlease stick to the seven-digit numbers youre used toYou went through the new york city phone book and prank called em allHope that you grow out of this fastDont go makin phony calls,Please stick to the seven-digit numbers youre used toBetcha think its funny when youre drivin folks right up the wallBut youre just a pain in the aaa....
