Moscow Calling

Moscow calling. Getting on the phone with a busy line. Talking on the phone, I'm losing my mind. Never, never, never, never realize. It feels so far like a million smiles. So gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme little hand. Just listen to your heart and consider it. I'm looking out at a city night. I see your eyes on the city lights. Moscow calling. Ooh, operator don't tease me. Moscow calling. Hey operator what's going on? Moscow calling. All the circuits are busy. Moscow calling. I'm going on and giving it up. I'm a phone-a, phone-a, phone-a, phonemaniac. Oh. I'm a phone-a, phone-a, phone-a, phonemaniac. Oh. Yeah, oh. Ha-oh. Yeah, oh. Ha-oh. Party, party, party somewhere. Going crazy. Night is calling me out there. I grip the phone, I'm having no choice. No coffee, no beer, no cigarette. Line is still busy. Operator on the other end. I need your voice, I need to hear your Voice. Moscow calling. Ooh, operator don't tease me. Moscow calling. Hey operator what's going on? Moscow calling. All the circuits are busy. Moscow calling. I'm going on and giving it up. Ha-oh. Yeah, oh. Wanna Hear your voice. I wanna kiss the phone. I wanna get paid for the weeks I stayed Alone. I have no one else to call. When I wanna sing it all. Moscow calling. Ooh, operator don't tease me. Moscow calling. Hey operator what's going on? Moscow calling. All the circuits are busy. Moscow calling. I'm going on and giving it up. I'm phone-a, phone-a, phonemaniac. Oh. I'm a phone-a, phone-a, phone-a, phonemaniac. Oh. Yeah, oh. Ha-oh. Yeah, oh. Ha-oh. Moscow calling.