You think I'd call you up in the middle of the night
If I didn't want to talk girl?
I hope you don't think this a booty call
'Cause I thought we were beyond them

Oooooo, when you call to me
I see no reason to get on stage
Ahhhhh, I'll sit here lonely
Thinkin' it was all a charade

Baby I want you to hold me
Though I'm a thousand miles away, girl
Girl, you're the only one touching
A side of me that no one can see

Yo Har, pick up the phone
This is Ric
I know you're in there
You gotta come out to the club tonight man
Everbody misses you
We know you've been down
Wear your leapard skin pants
Call me in a half an hour

Out here with the hype, the press, the fans
I'm caught in constant compromises
Girl I can't do computer love
But I'm willing to try it
Ooooooo, it gets so old to me
The same old show on a different stage

I'll go through the motions
And keep it movin' to the next stage

Baby I want you to know me
And all the things that I have to say
Girl you're the only one touching
A part of me thats fading away

Ooooooo, when you call to me
I see no reason to get on stage
Ahhhhh, I'll sit here lonely
Thinking it was all a charade

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Writer(s): Eric Olsen, Sean Tillmann