Cledus T. Juss/Bruce Burch/Vern Dant, La-Po Music (BMI)/Bruce Burch Music (SESAC)/Music (ASCAP)
He-he-he-he-he see here now...one...nine hunderd... Hm-hm-hm boy, I hope I get a purdy'n. Maybe she'll look like Terry Clark or Faith or somebody. Hm, hope ain't a party line. we go!
Ha-ha. I's laid up 'na watchin' C.M.T. Thought I'd have a late snack So I headed to the kitchen on a break When sup'm me back
It was the sexiest that I'd ever heard out of my television set Said, "Call now, you can me live And tell ya 'bout my naughtiness."
So without or further ado I grabbed a hold of my And dialed the number on my screen
You can it all to me I'm your phone
...Ohhhh man! So I back the recliner And on the ring She whispered, "Hello. is Sheila. Your credit number, please."
I said, "How much it cost For this here to paradise?" She said, "You can't put a on love" another $4.98 minute went bye
After an of conversation She had me on the receiver Well, I up a sweat, I's out of breath Over
You can it all to me I'm your fantasy
Like a man I dialed her number Mornin' noon and And slowly but surely we fell in As my phone shot out of sight
After so many costly heart to I had to meet her face to face She wouldn't me her home address So I had her traced. He-he.
Well, I thought it'd lead to a passion penthouse in the sky And, I admit I was a little let down When I her in a double wide ...A wide???
beauty that I envisioned That goddess that drove me Answered the door a cigar in her mouth And in at over two eighty. He-he-ho!
They say love conquers all, I reckon it's true Even when for a fee We I do, and now were one Though she two of me
And she talks to me no Every time she a breather And never have to work As as all you jerks dial
You can it all to me I'm phone fantasy
...I love you baby. Come here to me.