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  • 作曲 : Alex Harvey/Eddie Reeves
    Ring, ring, telephone ring
    Somebody said, "Baby, what'cha doing?"
    I've been wondering where you've been
    Now and then
    I think about you and me
    No use fighting about things we can't recall'
    Cause it don't matter now at all
    Just come on home and baby, we'll laugh and sing
    And we'll make love, and let the telephone ring
    Ring, ring, doorbell, ring
    Baby, come on in,
    I got Mel
    Blanc on the radio
    I'm glad you came around
    Been feeling down, talking to
    Tony and Mario
    You know they make good conversation
    Still it ain't no conciliation'
    Cause I got love and baby,
    I'll give you some
    And if somebody comes, we'll let the doorbell ring
    I said ring, ring, golden ring around the sun
    Around your pretty finger
    Ring, ring, voices ring with a happy tune
    Anybody can be a singer
    The sun comes up across the city
    I swear you never looked so young and pretty
    Hand in hand, we'll stand upon the sand
    With the preacher man, let the wedding bell ring
    Hand in hand, we'll stand upon the sand
    With the preacher man, let the wedding bell ring
  • 作曲 : Alex Harvey/Eddie Reeves
    Ring, ring, telephone ring
    Somebody said, "Baby, what'cha doing?"
    I've been wondering where you've been
    Now and then
    I think about you and me
    No use fighting about things we can't recall'
    Cause it don't matter now at all
    Just come on home and baby, we'll laugh and sing
    And we'll make love, and let the telephone ring
    Ring, ring, doorbell, ring
    Baby, come on in,
    I got Mel
    Blanc on the radio
    I'm glad you came around
    Been feeling down, talking to
    Tony and Mario
    You know they make good conversation
    Still it ain't no conciliation'
    Cause I got love and baby,
    I'll give you some
    And if somebody comes, we'll let the doorbell ring
    I said ring, ring, golden ring around the sun
    Around your pretty finger
    Ring, ring, voices ring with a happy tune
    Anybody can be a singer
    The sun comes up across the city
    I swear you never looked so young and pretty
    Hand in hand, we'll stand upon the sand
    With the preacher man, let the wedding bell ring
    Hand in hand, we'll stand upon the sand
    With the preacher man, let the wedding bell ring