Pulp - Ansaphone

Oh i know i don't own you & but i don't even know if i should phone you & someone sending
Me letters & saying you've been going with other fellers & and they & bored you & but i &
Don't wanna cry & or talk for hours & to a machine & on the end & of a telephone line & oh
It just kills me & when all you've got to do is call & oh do it any time & 'cause there's
Never no-one home & never no-one home & leave your message on the ansaphone & i'm not
Trying to be clever & but at least we're not still living together & all those calls in
The evening & if i answered they'd hang up without speaking & and they & bored you & but i
& don't want to cry & or talk for hours & to a machine & on the end & of a telephone line
& oh it just kills me & when all you've got to do is call & oh do it any time & 'cause
There's never no-one home & never no-one home & leave your message on the ansaphone &
[beep!] & 'hello, its me. i just wanted to call and say it doesn't matter what you
Get up to. i just want you to stay in touch. that's all.' & are you really not at
Home? & or are you there but not alone? & screening calls & you don't want to receive &
Meaning calls & calls that come from me & oh i & need to see you & it's not enough for me
Just to hear you & you said you'd be here by ten thirty & but you want to stay out and be
Dirty & oh it just kills me & when all you've got to do is call & oh do it any time &
'cause there's never no-one home & never no-one home & leave your message on the
Ansaphone.