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