Late last night
I've got to cry
For 99 cents of line
You see I said my love has left
I need to know what we will be
But her crystal ball, it don't work at all
She said, "You're not the one for me"
I need a hotline, hotline to you
I need a hotline, hotline to you
Spent more time hanging on the line
Just to hear you're doing fine
Reaching through the strangest part to you
Though you know it's not my style
I would give every cent I have
Just to hear you, just to hear you're mine
I need a hotline, hotline to you
I need a hotline, hotline to you
I need a hotline, hotline to you
I'd give my hands to hold you, hands to hold you now
I'd give my hands to hold you, hands to hold you now
And that's alright, alright
And that's alright, alright
