I don’t wanna kiss you
I don’t wanna touch
I don’t wanna see you, 'cause
I don’t miss you that much
I’m not a telephone junkie
I told you that we were just good friends
But when I hold you like I hold that bakelite in my hand
There’s no action
There’s no action
There’s no action
Every time I phone you
I just wanna put you down
He’s got the keys to the car
They are the keys to the kingdom
He’s got everything you need
It’s a shame that he didn’t bring them
I’m not a telephone junkie
I’m inserting my coin, I’m doing just fine
The things in my head start hurting my mind
I think about the way things used to be
Knowing you’re with him is driving me crazy
Sometimes I phone you when I know you’re not lonely
But I alwyas disconnect it in time
There’s no action
There’s no action
There’s no action
Every time I phone you
I just wanna put you
Every time I phone you
I just wanna put you
Every time I phone you
I just wanna put you down
There’s no action
There’s no action
There’s no action
Every time I phone you
I just wanna put you down