Lyrics

All I want is to kiss your lips in the morning
All I want is to give you a hug in the morning
Telephone rang in the morning
It was you, babe, it was you
It was you saying you'd be true
When I picked up the phone tired of being home alone
It was you, babe, it was you
It was you, babe, it was you
It was you sounding very new
When I picked up the phone tired of being home alone
It was you, babe, it was you
I said come on over and dance
Come on over and dance
Come on over come on over and dance
And then the doorbell rang and it was you
Walking and talking and strutting your stuff
Did a little dancing but not enough
Walking and talking and doing your thing
Trying to make my doorbell ring
Well then the telephone rang in the evening
Telephone rang all night long