I was getting slightly intoxicated

I was going half way out of my mind

So I walked over to the pay phone and I waited

For some helpful voice to come on the line

And as I stood there I could see her face

Bloodshot memory for a welcome mat

And then a voice came from beyond time and space

Said, "How can I help you? How can I help you?"

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Information, please my baby

Information, please my baby

Last I heard it she was out your way

Grooming horses for the rodeo

Here's her last name, but it might have changed

I hope that it hasn't but you never know

Last time I saw her didn't think to ask

Truth to tell you is I did not know

That just behind that faithful lover's mask

She was waiting, she was waiting

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All I want for Christmas is a storybook ending

Or at least an explanation why?

And I'd say, "Baby, I'm just curious, were you pretending?

Or was it all just a lie?"

If by some miracle I made it through

And heard her pretty voice smile back at me

I know exactly what I'd do

I'd tell her, "Baby please come back to me."

On second thought I would act casual

Act like I did not miss her face at all

I'd say the only thing that makes me call

Could you provide me with a little bit of . . .

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