617 Lyrics

213 girls talk too much
and 212 boys not enough
312's are very bold
And 206 gets way too cold
Doing shots I'm all alone
I slur my words after the tone

And I drink and I call...

I can't stand to be alone...
Save me on the telephone.

Now 419's they hate the phone
Man 208's are never homeTrocadero - 617 - http://motolyrics.com/trocadero/617-lyrics.html
And all my lovers they have voice mail
They call me back, they give me hell!

And I drink and I call...

I can't stand to be alone...
Save me on the telephone.

I've dialed the numbers, dialed them all
But nothing beats, a local call

617 boys, hmm, 617 girls, hmm
617 boys, hmm, 617 girls, hmm