Clarence Reid
Clarence Reid
Clarence Reid
Clarence Reid
Clarence Reid
Clarence Reid
Clarence Reid
Clarence Reid
Clarence Reid
Clarence Reid
[Intro]
Hello, operator?
Hey, operator?
[Chorus]
Give me Los Angeles, plaza 6-3-7-8-9
You better collect, 'cause I haven't got but a dime
Tell her please, operator
To accept my call
Tell her please accept my call
[Post-Chorus]
I got to make things up with her
And tell her that I'm sorry, yeah
[Verse 1]
It seem like only yesterday
I was home with my baby
But I traded a true love away for a "maybe"
For someone that seemed as sweet as honey
But she beat me for all my money
Stranded here in Georgia, and it's begining to rain again
I wanna talk to my baby
And tell her what a fool I've been
[Chorus]
So tell her please, operator
Accept my call
Tell her please accept my call
[Post-Chorus]
I wanna make things up with her
So she'll forgive me for the wrong I done, oh
[Verse 2]
When it comes to my sweet baby
There's no one better
But I'm afraid it'll take too long
If I write her a letter
I gave into the temptation I was fightin'
For someone that I thought was excitin'
But now I know that there's no place like home
I'm just hopin' and prayin'
She won't say that the thrill is gone
Oh yeah
[Chorus]
Oh operator, yeah
Tell her please, operator
Accept my call
Tell her please accept my call
[Outro]
Gotta make things up with her
Operator, operator
Operator, tell her please accept my call
Operator
Please Accept My Call was written by Clarence Reid & Brad Shapiro.
Please Accept My Call was produced by Willie Clarke & Steve Alaimo.