Sunday At Noon - Come Through Lyrics

Every night I call you
But you're always sleepin'
Won't you pick up the phone today

Who's that man you talk to
Leave him home and come through
Talkin' bout it's always so lame
Oooohh

I talk real fast like a shotgun blast and I'll make it all better
oh no boo hoo what I do set ya down now talk to me clear
Come on come through, come on come
How bout you and me have a seat take it slow baby talkin bout the weather
Come on come through, come on come through

You say you're always dying
Trying just to fit in
When you gonna care for yourself?

Baby I got something
Might be the solution
Take a trip to me for some help
Oooooh

He talks real fast like a shotgun blast but he'll shatter a mirror
oh no boo hoo what he do set ya down now talk to me clear
Come on come through, come on come
How bout you and me have a seat take it slow baby talkin bout the weather
Come on come through, come on come through

I want you for me

[Thanks to info.sq1mgt for adding these lyrics]