Lyric 617

213 girls talk too much
and 212 boys not enough
312 s are very bold
And 206 gets way too cold
Doing shots I m all alone
I slur my words after the tone

And I drink and I call...

I can t stand to be alone...
Save me on the telephone.

Now 419 s they hate the phone
Man 208 s are never home
And all my lovers they have voice mail
They call me back, they give me hell!

And I drink and I call...

I can t stand to be alone...
Save me on the telephone.

I ve dialed the numbers, dialed them all
But nothing beats, a local call

617 boys, hmm, 617 girls, hmm
617 boys, hmm, 617 girls, hmm