Rings Lyrics

Rings, rings, the telephone rings

Somebody says "Baby whatcha doing?

I've been wondering how you been

Every now and then, well I think about you and me"

No use fighting about the things we can't become

It don't matter now at all

Just come on home

Baby we'll laugh and sing

We'll make love and let the telephone ring

Rings, rings the doorbell rings won't you come on in

I got Jim Croce on the stereo

I'm glad that you comin' round I've been feelin' down

Talking to Tony and Mario

You know they make good conversation
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Still it ain't no consolation

Cause I got love

Baby I'll give you some

If someone comes, let the doorbell ring

Rings, rings, golden rings around the sun

Around your pretty finger

Rings, rings, the voices ring with a happy tune

Anyone can be a singer

Sun comes up across the city

I swear you never look so doggone pretty

Hand and hand upon the sand with the preacher man

Let the wedding bells ring

Hand and hand upon the sand with the preacher man

Let the wedding bells ring