Gore Slut - telephone calls lyrics

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<b>telephone calls</b> by <i>Gore Slut</i><br />Jenny passed by the other day

Well she didn't stay long, hadn't much to say

These days are the quiet kind

But its cold out there so I don't mind

Saw the Adams Family twice today

Still my little depression won't go away

Jenny came to see me

And like always she left too soon

Had some chemicals and wodka

Shared some secrets in the afternoon

Everything is routine in the usual way

See me slipping into urban decay

All we seem to do these days

is making telephone calls to each other

All we seem to do these days

In our very own little casual way

Is making telephone calls to each other

As we wait

We are waiting for the summer

(c) Gore Slut