Lonely Dialer

Oh, he walks and he talks with a strange in his heart
He’s the plague of Minneapolis, the boo of New York
He’s a strange dialer, he’s a lonely dialer
And he dials his wiles away

Silly Sally sings a song the dialer hypnotize
Sally listens to him as he tells her of his size

A pocket full of dimes and he’s busy makin’ rhymes
He’s long fingers and he waits ‘til late
He’s a strange dialer, he’s a lonely dialer
And he dials his wiles away

Silly Sally sings a song the dialer hypnotize
Sally listens to him as he tells her of his size

Four in the morning and he calls her up at home
Hey lady, would you like a thrill
Hey Baby, I don’t want to kill
Hey Honey, can you fill the bill
Strange dialer (calls her up at home)
Lonely dialer (Sally picks up the phone)
Sally picks up the phone, Sally picks up the phone
Sally picks up the phone, Sally picks up the phone

Silly Sally sings a song the dialer hypnotize
Sally listens to him as he tells her of his size

Strange dialer, lonely dialer

Composition © 1981 Mark McCormick
Publication © 2008, 2012 Hormoans & Cygnus Wave Music