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 
But the one thing I'm sure of 
is there's no love like your love
So come on 

Quit draggin me down 
Come on 
I'm waiting around 
for you to come and get me out of here 

Quit draggin me down 
Come on 
I'm waiting around 
for you to come and get me out of here 

Come on, stop thinking about it 
Come on, you know I'm working it out 
And I don't think I can wait another year