[Originally by Elvis Costello]      i don't wanna kiss you, i don't wanna touch   i don't wanna see you, 'cause i don't miss you that much   i'm not a telephone junkie   i told you that were now just good friends   well i'll hold you like i hold that bake-a-lot in my hand      there's no action   no, no, no, there's no action   there's no action   no, no, no, there's no action   there's no action   no, no, no, there's no action   every time i phone you, i just wanna put you down      he's got the keys to the car, they are the keys to the kingdom   he's got everything you need, it's a shame that he didn't bring them   i'm not a telephone junkie   i'm inserting my coin then i'm doing just fine   if things in my head stop hurting my mind   i think about the way things used to be   knowing you will miss driving me crazy   sometimes i phone you when i know you're not lonely   but its just connecting in time      there's no action   no, no, no, there's no action   there's no action   no, no, no, there's no action   there's no action   no, no, no, there's no action   every time i phone you, i just wanna put you   every time i phone you, i just wanna put you   every time i phone you, i just wanna put you down      there's no action   no, no, no, there's no action   there's no action   no, no, no, there's no action   there's no action   no, no, no, there's no action   every time i phone you, i just wanna put you down