Operator, well could you help me place this call?
See the number on the matchbook is old and faded.
She's living in L.A.
With my best old ex-friend Ray.
The guy she said she knew well, and sometimes hated.
Isn't that the way they say it goes?
Well let's forget all that.
And give me the number if you can find it,
So I can call, just to tell 'em I'm fine,
And to show,
I've overcome the blow,
I've learned to take it well,
I only wish my words
Could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real.
But that's not the way it feels.
Operator, well could you help me place this call?
Cause I can't read the number that you just gave me.
There's something in my eyes;
You know it happens every time;
To think about a love
That I thought would save me.
Isn't that the way they say it goes?
Well let's forget all that.
And give me the number if you can find it,
So I can call, just to tell 'em I'm fine,
And to show,
I've overcome the blow,
I've learned to take it well,
I only wish my words
Could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real.
But that's not the way it feels.
No, no no no;
That's not the way it feels...
Operator; well let's forget about this call.
There's no one there I really wanted to talk to.
Thank-you for your time;
Oh, you have so much more than kind;
You can keep the dime.
Isn't that the way they say it goes?
Well let's forget all that.
And give me the number if you can find it,
So I can call, just to tell 'em I'm fine,
And to show,
I've overcome the blow,
I've learned to take it well,
I only wish my words
Could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real.
But that's not the way it feels.
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