Getting on a phone with a busy line

Talking on a phone and losing my mind

Never never never never realize

It feels so far, like a millions miles

Give me give me give me give me little hand

Just listen to your heart, don't consider it

I'm looking out at the city night

I see your eyes in city lights



Moscow calling Operator don't tease me

Moscow calling Operator what's going on

Moscow calling All the circuits are busy

Moscow calling I'm going on ain't giving it up



Party party party party somewhere, going crazy

Night is calling me out, but I grip the phone

I'm having no choice

No coffee, no beer, no cigarettes,