Collect to NYC

You're a silence on the phone

Yo're a song with just one f***ing note

And I'm clued out cole

Like an off-color joke

When I call collect to nyc

Everybody learns eventually

To go hang it up

You go hang it up

It's really really easy

Yeah I put your letter down

But this graffiti finds it's way around

I want to talk

Why you want to stop?

It's impossible for me

So here's my trick: when I hear your "hello"

I know I'm listening to alcohol

Oh, I'm drunk on a call

I heard you found some other guy

Some high note you thought I couldn't hit

But I never tried

No I never did