Old 97's Lyrics
"Can't Get a Line"

Can't get a line to telephone you
Why you holing your company?
I been moaning, oh, lonesome me
You made a pigeon of my heart

And I'd go anywhere to know you
Take a long way coming back
Be your yellow bedroom cab
Making bread in your heaven

And you're the reason
I'm losing all my sleep
'Cause I just can't get what I want
I'm spinning out I'm pocket sized

I'm gonna catch that flyer
I'm gonna see it shine
Yeah, you're waking up my one desire
But I cant get a line

Can't get a to telephone you
And I ponder your hold on me
I been moaning, oh, lonesome me
You made a pigeon of my heart

And I'd go anywhere to know you
Take the long way coming back
Be your yellow bedroom cab
Making bread in your heaven