(Chorus)
She's got a telephone in her car,
I saw her driving around.
I got her number from her best friend,
But I wouldn't call her for nothing,
I wouldn't call her for nothing.

I remember her,
When she was just eighteen.
She lived with me,
Studied hard and lived so cheap.
And I remember her,
When she had long brown hair.
Now it's short and neat,
And she wears high heels everywhere.

I remember her,
Sleeping in 'till two o'clock.
Now she up at eight,
She lives her life by the book.
I remember her,
At the public telephone,
Out in the cold
We didn't have one of our own.

(I wouldn't call her for nothing)