GUD - Wrong Number lyrics

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"Hey Dad, good to hear your voice,"<br />

Said the young man on the end of the line<br />

"It's been a while since we last spoke<br />

Thought we could talk about the bad old times<br />

And maybe we could get together<br />

Just like we never did<br />

When you were the Daddy I hardly knew<br />

And I was just your kid."<br />

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And the tears welled up in my eyes<br />

'Cos I'm not good at telling lies<br />

Unless my voice is slightly disguised<br />

So I said, "Wrong number<br />

Wrong number<br />

Your Daddy don't live here<br />

You just called this number at random<br />

'Cos you thought I might be queer<br />

Don't you ever call me again, you freak<br />

Your Daddy's probably dead<br />

And I'll get the cops to whoop your ass<br />

If you ever call this number again<br />

Wrong number."<br />

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(Spoken)<br />

Now fuck off. Get off the fucking phone, I'm expecting a business call. No, fuck off. Oh, it's your birthday, is it? Well, happy fucking birthday, freak. Oh and you're five, are you? Stop crying. Stop crying, you're a cry-baby. Cry-baby, cry-baby, cry-baby. You'll never play football for Geelong. No, you won't. You're a cry-baby. Go get your mother, Shondelle, and put her on the line. Get your mother... oops.<br />

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(Sung)<br />

Wrong number