 Mom and dad are going out for the evening
and you're stuck inside of the house all alone
That's when you decide
it might be fun to harrass someone
Dial a random number up on your telephone
You ask if their refrigerator is running
Then you tell them em' they should go out and catch it
Buddy, if they ever figured out
Where you were callin em' from
They'd come and bust your head
right in with a ratchet
Listen to me
Chorus:
Don't go makin' phony calls
Please stick to the seven-digit
numbers your used to
I know that you think it's funny
drivin' folks right up the wall
But it's really gettin' old fast
Little Melvin has a natural obssession
Askin for Prince Albert in a can
He gets a kick each time he makes a collect-call
To some guy he doesn't know who lives in Japan
He's callin' strangers up at three in the morning
Gives em' pizza pie delivery at four
He won't be laughing when they're tracin' his line
One day the phone police will be there at his door
Yo, hear me
2nd Chorus:
Don't go makin' phony calls
Only dial the seven-digit numbers you're used to
Swear someday I'm gonna yank that
phone cord right out from the wall
How long is this phase gonna last?
Don't go makin' phony calls
Please stick to the seven-digit
numbers you're used to
You went through the New York City
Phone book and prank-called em' all
Hope that you grow out of this fast
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