Kinks - I've Got Your Number - Текст песни

I miss the soft cold touch of your skin 
In the night when [?] 
I see your picture smashed to the ground 
But my heart begins to pound 

I've got your number but you're never at home 
I leave a message, please telephone 
It's so sad that you're not around 
It's bringing me down 

In the [?] where we would meet 
In a crowd where there's no one around 
It's such a sin, this mood I'm in 
Now that we got [?] 

I bet you're burning up on the town 
With every jerk and every clown 
I walk the streets, hear your voice in my head 
I [?] an empty bed 

I've got your number but you're never at home 
I leave a message, please telephone 
It's so sad that you're not around 
It's bringing me down 

I know my news[?] leave a lot to be desired 
But I thought that we had it made 
But I guess that I'm not so smart 
You're breakin' my heart 

I've got your number but you're never at home 
I leave a message, please telephone 
It's so sad that you're not around 
It's bringing me down 

Guess I'll pack up and leave this town 
With all its memories of you 
There's a [?], New York City 
I'll get by without you 

I miss the soft cold touch of your skin 
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