Album: The Best of Lobo
Ring
ring
telephone ring
Somebody said: Baby
what ya doin'
I've been wonderin' where you've been
Now and then I think about you and me.
No use fightin' 'bout things we can't recall
It don't matter now at all.
Just come on home
Baby
we'll laugh and sing
We'll make love
let the telephone ring.
Ring
ring
doorbell ring
Baby come on in
got James Taylor on the stereo.
I'm glad you came around
I've been feelin' down
just talkin' to Tony and Mario.
You know they make Good Conversation
Still it ain't no consolation
'cause I got love.
Baby I'll give you some
And if somebody comes
we'll let the doorbell ring.
Said
ring
ring
golden ring around the sun
Around your pretty finger.
Ring
ring
voices ring with a happy tune
Anybody can be a singer.
The sun come up across the city
I swear you never looked so dog gone pretty
Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand
With the preacher man
Let the weddin' bells ring
Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand
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