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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