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i woke up early on a friday night my head was spinning from the neon lights took pills and whiskey just to ease my pain my tears were falling down like acid raindrops ain't got no one that i can call my own i do my talking on the telephone i get my comfort any way i can don't get no love from any girl or man ain't got no one that i can call my own i do my talking on the telephone truly comfortable, truly comfortable i've never been so, i've never been so i've never been so, i've never been so i hear the music on the radio i watch the people as they come and go another day goes by i stay at home i've got your picture but i'm all alone look in the mirror and i see myself the perfect picture of my fading health no one there who wants to look me up go to the kitchen and i drink a cup ain't got no one that i can call my own i do my talking on the telephone Letras de cancionestruly comfortable, truly comfortable i've never been so, i've never been so i've never been so, i've never been so..... go to the window on a friday night this time around i'll take a different flight i took my chances any way i could i've tried my hardest but it's just no good look at the pictures thrown accross the floor i don't believe that i can take much more i pull the covers way above my head the ceiling crumbles all around my bed ain't got no one that i can call my own i do my talking on the telephone truly comfortable, truly comfortable i've never been so, i've never been so i've never been so, i've never been so i've never been so, i've never been so i've never been so, i've never been so... From Letras Mania