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Lobo - Rings lyrics

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Ring, ring, telephone rings
Somebody says "baby what you're doing?"
I've been wondering where you've been
Now and then I think about you and me

There's no use fighting about things
We can't recall
'Cos it don't matter, girl, at all

Just come on home
And baby, we'll laugh and sing
And we'll make love
And let the telephone ring

Ring, ring, doorbell ring
Baby, come on in
I got the Allman Brothers on the stereo

I'm glad you came around
I've been feeling down
Talking to Tony and Mario

You know they make good conversation
But girl, that ain't no consolation
'Cos I got love and baby, I'll give you some
And if somebody comes we'll let the door bell ring

Ring, ring, golden ring
Around the sun, around your pretty finger
Ring, ring, voices ring
With a happy tune, anybody can be a singer

The sun comes up across the city
I swear you never looked so
Dog gone pretty

Hand in hand
We'll stand upon the sand
With the preacher man
And let the weddingbell ring 

Hand in hand
We'll stand upon the sand
With the preacher man
And let the weddingbell ring 

Hand in hand
We'll stand upon the sand
With the preacher man
And let the weddingbell ring
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Copyrights:

Author: Alex Harvey, Eddie Reeves

Composer: Alex Harvey, Eddie Reeves

Publisher: Atlantic Records

Details:

Released in: 1993

Language: English

Appearing on: The Best Of Lobo (2011) , Just A Singer / A Cowboy Afraid Of Horses (1997)

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