By the Phone

You could've called me next week;
You could've called me tomorrow;
You could've called me anytime at all...
Just not today, just not today!

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Here I am, all dressed up with no place to go,
Limo's waiting, thought it'd be a white horse,
And a dozen roses, thought they'd be yours,
Tickets to the dance, thought I'd go with you...

So why'd you call, so why'd you leave?
It's you, you say, it's me, I say,
Buy you could've called me any day,
Just not today...

(Instrumental)

Now here I am, waiting by the phone,
Sitting all alone, just waiting for your call,
Saying that you're not gone at all...
...you're not gone at all...

(Instrumental)

You could call me next week,
You could call me tomorrow,
You could call me anytime at all...
...but you never call...