Call Me

Written by Nicolette Good. Copyright 2012.

Call me, when you get lonely
There’s nothing attached if you’re looking for strings
I’m no foolish young thing
I know the fog from the rain
I know that seven little numbers on a napkin
Don’t add up to a ring

But I’ve got half a mind
To put behind me
All my plans of paradise
If you won’t play nice, and call me

Call me downright crazy
Call me any old name that fits
Honey, call it anything but quits

Because I’ve got half a mind
To go out and find me
A man who thinks he can
If you don’t plan on falling for me

Have I wasted all of my precious time?
Has the operator disconnected my line?

I’ve been drinking alone
Fingering a number on the telephone
Singing along to the dial tone
A desperate woman’s microphone

Because I’ve got half a mind
To go out and find
Me a man who thinks he can
If you don’t plan on falling for me