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  • Woke up this morning,
    I was all alone
    Saw your picture by the telephone
    I was missing you, oh, so bad
    Wish I had you here to hold
    All I’ve got is this touch-tone phone
    So I guess
    I’ll give you a call
    Operator help me, please
    Get through to my baby way overseas
    Time’s a wastin’, oh, so fast
    Hello, baby, tell me is that you?
    I don’t know what we’re gonna do
    But for now
    I’m glad I got you on the line
    Well, it feels so fine knowing you’re all right
    But you’re miles away, lord, it’s not the same
    Well, I woke up this mornin',
    I was all alone
    Saw your picture by the telephone
    I’ve been missing you, baby, oh, so bad
    I love you, baby, with all my might
    Come on home and squeeze me tight
    Long distance loving's gonna drive me out of my mind
    You better come on home, baby
    I'm 'bout to go crazy
    I'm tired of huggin' my pillow at night
    It sure don't kiss as good as you do
    In all them pictures you gave me
    Your lips don't move at all
    All your clothes in the closet
    They'd look a lot better on you than they do on the hanger[Incomprehensible] arms around you
    Come on home
  • Woke up this morning,
    I was all alone
    Saw your picture by the telephone
    I was missing you, oh, so bad
    Wish I had you here to hold
    All I’ve got is this touch-tone phone
    So I guess
    I’ll give you a call
    Operator help me, please
    Get through to my baby way overseas
    Time’s a wastin’, oh, so fast
    Hello, baby, tell me is that you?
    I don’t know what we’re gonna do
    But for now
    I’m glad I got you on the line
    Well, it feels so fine knowing you’re all right
    But you’re miles away, lord, it’s not the same
    Well, I woke up this mornin',
    I was all alone
    Saw your picture by the telephone
    I’ve been missing you, baby, oh, so bad
    I love you, baby, with all my might
    Come on home and squeeze me tight
    Long distance loving's gonna drive me out of my mind
    You better come on home, baby
    I'm 'bout to go crazy
    I'm tired of huggin' my pillow at night
    It sure don't kiss as good as you do
    In all them pictures you gave me
    Your lips don't move at all
    All your clothes in the closet
    They'd look a lot better on you than they do on the hanger[Incomprehensible] arms around you
    Come on home