Lyrics
Night is calling me out, don t consider it Gorky, moscow calling i m going on ain t giving it up
for you i wanna save it all
I m having no choice, i m phono phono phono phonomaniac
but it doesn t get through
Night is calling me out, party party party party somewhere Gorky, i see your eyes in city lights
Moscow calling i m going on ain t giving it up, getting on a phone with a busy line Gorky, talking on a phone and losing my mind
Party party party party somewhere, i m looking oout at the city night, i feel i m gonna break this telephone
I feel i m gonna break this telephone, party party party party somewhere
night is calling me out
When i hear your voice i wanna kiss the phone, moscow calling operator what s going on
Moscow calling operator don t teas me, for you i wanna save it all
But it doesn t get through, getting on a phone with a busy line, talking on a phone and losing my mind
i m going on and on
operator on the other end i need your voice
i feel i m gonna break this telephone
Moscow calling all the circuits are busy, i m going on and on
line s still busy
Moscow calling all the circuits are busy, never never never never realiza, don t consider it
line s still busy
operator on the other end i need your voice
but i grip the phone
for you i wanna save it all
Party party party party somewhere, but i grip the phone
I m going on and on, never never never never realiza Calling, never never never never realiza
it feels so far
Moscow calling, line s still busy
I m going on and on, never never never never realiza
i nees to hear your voice
Line s still busy, moscow calling operator don t teas me, i m looking oout at the city night
Getting on a phone with a busy line, don t consider it, moscow calling operator what s going on
I see your eyes in city lights, don t consider it Gorky, i wanna get paid for the weeks i stayed alone
Never never never never realiza, give me give me give me give me little hand
moscow calling operator don t teas me
moscow calling
I nees to hear your voice, i m phono phono phono phonomaniac
Never never never never realiza, but i grip the phone Moscow, no cigarettes
Give me give me give me give me little hand, no cigarettes Park, like a millions miles
Don t consider it, operator on the other end i need your voice, i m having no choice
talking on a phone and losing my mind
I wanna get paid for the weeks i stayed alone, moscow calling, i wanna get paid for the weeks i stayed alone
i see your eyes in city lights
moscow calling all the circuits are busy
But i grip the phone, never never never never realiza
I nees to hear your voice, i see your eyes in city lights Moscow, but it doesn t get through
but it doesn t get through
like a millions miles
like a millions miles
no cigarettes
no cigarettes
I m looking oout at the city night, i wanna get paid for the weeks i stayed alone, like a millions miles
Line s still busy, i wanna get paid for the weeks i stayed alone
for you i wanna save it all
For you i wanna save it all, operator on the other end i need your voice Calling, moscow calling i m going on ain t giving it up