Every time the telephone rings, I hold my breath

Hoping it's you, I'm scared to death

The telephone rings, my fickle heart cries

Let it be you on the line

Then a voice says "Hello. Can I speak to Joe?"

"Wrong number. I'm sorry. Goodbye."

Pity the fool who loves you so

If you found someone new, don't let me know

The telephone rings, my heart skips a beat

Let it be you, this is my belief

Then a voice on the other end says "Can I speak to Ben?"

"No, that's a wrong number. I'm sorry. Goodbye."

I live simply for the memory

Of your love that was once for me

Come on back, my darling, please

And set my heart at ease

Then a voice says "Hello. Well, darlin', you know I love you so."

"Wait a minute while I tell these blues goodbye."

"While I tell these blues goodbye."