Sheena Easton - Telephone lines

I've had enough of your telephone lines, I don't hear the truth in your voice
There's no affection, just static connection, so I've made the choice
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I'm gonna start hangin' up, I'm tired of your telephone lines
We might as well disconnect, this love's goin' nowhere
Don't even bother to call, your telephone line's sayin' all
Goodbye baby, put me on hold for the last time
You make an excuse from a telephone booth
Say "Sorry, but something's come up"
I'm changin' my number, I'm relisted under the lonely
chorus
You sound convinsing, but I know you're only wasting my time
It don't make sense, so don't even waste your dime
chorus repeats out