X — You

Take a chance Fall in love with a man 3000 miles away Try to call And picture his stance by the pay phone Down the hall Let me know When you go to bed Talk to me During the day 'Cause I'm stuck to you like flies to glue or trash on Broadway [Chorus] You call me from 8th Avenue You don't have a phone I wanna call you and it makes me sad because I can't talk to you And I wanna talk to you Hey, you I'm calling you Somewhere on my body if you look real close You'll find you You'll find you Talk to me While Puerto Rican prostitutes Ask for a date And two kids Are making fun of a bum who just fell flat on his face You put Polaroids into my pocket Walked home from La Guardia You asked me to dance in the rain in the woods on Staten Island [Chorus] You call me from 8th Avenue You don't have a phone I wanna call you and it makes me mad because I can't talk to you I wanna talk to you Hey, you I'm calling you Somewhere on my body if you look real close You'll find you You'll find you Hey, you I'm calling you Somewhere on my body if you look real close You'll find you You'll find you Yeah I'm calling you You You