Come On

Baby pick up the phone
Because I'm drunk and alone
And I need someone to take me home
And I wish it was you
Well get me out of this place
'Cause I've got blood on my face
And I'm gettin' tired of the taste
Of my own shoe

But how in the devil
I get into trouble
I don't think I'll ever be sure
But the one thing I'm sure of
Is there's no love like your love
So come on

Well it was a God awful scene
At the bar down on King
In fact this whole night's been troubling
To say the least
Phony friends, phony names
Exchanging numbers, playing games
Well I guess I should do the same
But it's just not me

But how in the devil
I get into trouble
I don't think I'll ever be sure (no)
But the one thing I'm sure of
Is there's no love like your love
So come on
Well quit draggin me down
And come on
Well I'm waiting around for you
To come and get me out of here

(Yeah!)
(Don't think I'll ever be sure)

So come on
Well quit draggin me down
And come on (come on)
Well I'm waiting around for you
To come and get me out of here

Oh, well, so come on
Well stop thinking about it
Come on (come on)
You know I'm working it out
And I don't think I can wait another year
(Come on, come on)
And I don't think that I can wait so come on
(Come on, come on)
And I don't think that I can wait so come on