Vicki Lawrence — Who Do I Call When I Need You

Last Christmas morning I opened my presents all alone And last Thanksgiving Where could I go but my married sister's home? Well, this morning I decided that you've had me way too long I need a man who's free to be here When everything's going wrong 'Cause you see the plumber comes when the faucet drips I call in the painter when the woodwork chips The Yellow Pages always seem to help me through But who do I call when I need you? Every evening your children run To kiss you at your door You throw your arms around them After leaving me alone and wanting more In your life, I'm just the icing On a many-layered cake While I go hungry giving you much more than I can take 'Cause you see the plumber comes when the faucet drips I call in the painter when the woodwork chips The Yellow Pages always seem to help me through But who do I call when I need you? The plumber comes when the faucet drips I call in the painter when the woodwork chips The Yellow Pages always seem to help me through But who do I call when I need you?