Somebody's calling me to be my girl

Somebody's calling me to be my girl

But my hands don't work; they're more like feet

And the wake-up call, "go back to sleep"



Babe, come with me

And I'll take you to the place I sleep

Oh, darling, come with me

And I'll show you the place I sleep



Somebody's phoning me to be my girl

Somebody's phoning me to be my girl

But the phone won't ring when I'm on the street

And the heart won't beat when I'm half asleep



Somebody's texting me to be my girl

Constantly texting me to be my girl

But the text won't take away nights that creep

And my mouth won't move when I'm in too deep



Babe, come with me

And I'll take you to the place I sleep

Oh, darling, come with me

And I'll show you the place I sleep



All right



Somebody's calling me into their work

Wrapped up and full of good inside their work

But the car won't start when I'm half asleep

And the kids don't cry when you're on your feet



Babe, come with me

And I'll show you the place I sleep

Oh, darling, come with me

And I'll take you to the place I live

The place I live

The place I live

The place I live

The places where I live