Lyrics

Breathe into my mouthpiece baby Press your cheek against me honey Push my buttons with your tender touch Whisper to me 'til I can't get enough I wanna be your telephone All the things you say Always in your pocket, never far away I'd know all you could say Share your ups and downs Your joys and dismays I wanna be your telephone If you ever drop me in a puddle I know you'd treat me so kind Brush me off and wipe me down Even though one day you'll trade me For a faster kind I don't care, I don't mind I wanna be your telephone
Writer(s): Jamie Alexander Lidderdale, Paul Anthony Bonomo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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