Ring Ring - The Skints

Ring, ring, ring, your telephone is ringing

Take it or you’re never gonna get another call from me

Oh what a lovely day!

Shame I’ve gotta spend it inna this way without you

Sing, sing, sing, baby

Can you say that you’re not craving looking in my eyes, your fingers upon my

fingers?

Oh, what a lovely night, shame I’ve got to see you inna this light, it won’t do

I wonder where I got a negative point of view, looking at your footsteps,

stepping on the sweet green grass that is my life.

Someone special on the end

of your phone, take it don’t lie, liars always end up crying I and I am

enervated, losing my will to try

So ring, ring, ring, your telephone is ringing

Take it or you’re never gonna get another call from me

Oh what a lovely day!

Shame I’ve gotta spend it inna this way without you

Sing, sing, sing, baby

Can you say that you’re not craving looking in my eyes, your fingers upon my

fingers?

Oh, what a lovely night, shame I’ve got to see you inna this light, it won’t do

I wonder where I got a negative point of view, looking at your footprints,

shattering the delicate glass that is my life.

Someone so special on the end

of your phone, take it don’t lie, liars always end up crying I and I am

enervated, losing my will to try

Ring, ring, ring.

Your telephone is ringing

Take it or you’re never gonna get another call from me

Oh, what a lovely day.

Shame I’ve gotta spend it inna this way without you

I feel my heart go pit-a-pat-a-pit-a-pat!

(Me say) Why you wanna go and do a

thing like that?

My love I never stuttered when I said I want you

Mama told me that I could have done better than that, listening ah dial tone my

digits on keypad, like the moment when you first stare at a clock that isn’t

ticking, time halted…

So ring, ring, ring, your telephone is ringing

Take it or you’re never gonna get another call from me

Oh what a lovely day!

Shame I’ve gotta spend it inna this way without you

Sing, sing, sing, baby

Can you say that you’re not craving looking in my eyes, your fingers upon my

fingers?

Oh, what a lovely night, shame I’ve got to see you inna this light, it won’t do