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letra de the phonebook - patrick stump

[verse 1]
you want more, poor
blow all my cash
she got knocked up by a knock-knock joke and it’ll knock you on your ass
sleeping in the gutter, guttin’ all my sleep
sleeping in your troubles and boy you slept indeed

[chorus]
sing me the phonebook
don’t give me no dirty look
i gotta p-ss
circle the yard
40 days light, 40 days dark
sing me the phonebook
you make the call
i’m not a messiah, just a mess
i still love you, one and all

[verse 2]
you can’t judge blood by the way it felt
i got full sleeves but be my guest, deal the hand your dealt
leave this town this evening
am i being something kind?
the devil may be waiting
he may be a friend of mine
for a long time
[verse 3/alternative verse]
i was some scum in the back of a pickup truck
i never met my dad, hear he’s famous
huh, what the luck
i believe in something simple
i simply don’t believe
you have been forsaken
and it’s a role you share with three
leave me

[guitar solo]

[chorus]
sing me the phonebook
don’t give me no dirty look
i gotta p-ss
circle the yard
40 days light, 40 days dark
sing me the phonebook
you know, oh
you know, oh
sing me the phonebook

- patrick stump

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