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617 213 girls talk too much And 212 boys not enough And 312s are very bold Man 206 gets way too cold Doing shots I'm all alone I slur my words after the tone And I drink and I call... I can't stand to be alone... Save me on the telephone. 419s they hate the phone Man 208s are never home And all my lovers they have voice mail They call me back, they give me hell! And I drink and I call... I've dialed the numbers, dialed them all But nothing beats, a local call 617 boys, hmm, 617 girls, hmm 617 boys, hmm, 617 girls, hmm |
This song is from the album When We're Together. This is a song that we've been playing ever since our first show back in '98. It's grown and morphed depending on the keyboard player. We decided to arrange it for guitar, and so this version features Violet's "ring tone" licks, and a monstrously beautiful drum fill courtesy of Brandon. For the studio version of this song, please go here Credits:
(Audy-Rowland/Hsia/Erdos) Nico Audy-Rowland: Vocals, Danelectro baritone guitar Brandon Erdos: Drums, Violet Heart: Jay Turser guitar Martha Marin: Vocals, Epiphone slide guitar |
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