Songtext von The Telephone Song

Hello, babe Oh, it's you Oh, man, yeap, my goodness, it's good babe... To hear your voice You're way across the ocean and I'm way over here And my love jones is coming down I just have you no where near me, babe I need you Let's talk this thing out and get this thing together No more arguments, babe Just me and you I remember that time when me and you was layin' down together Side by side And your love just hit me so strong I want you, babe Come on home It can't be this way no more I'm tired of fighting, babe We don't need a fight no more We're acting like fools, babe Two fools, two fools in love I brought you a ticket, babe But you'll never gotta own that plane We're acting like fools, babe Two fools, two fools in love I wanna make right All that I've done wrong And pick up the pieces And carry on I wanna make right All that I've done wrong Cause love don’t find a chance Unless it’s true and strong C'mon, babe Give me your love, babe, c'mon, c'mon I wanna make right All that I've done wrong And pick up the pieces And carry on Gotta make it right Gotta make it right C'mon babe