Drunk Dialing
Enough of sober dialing from
house of the ill,
I’ll drunk-dial from Ka’bah to God’s busy line.
He’s been lately moving on to greater stations,
Spots one every day. That I heard.
I’ll drunk-dial from Ka’bah to God’s busy line.
He’s been lately moving on to greater stations,
Spots one every day. That I heard.
I've drunk dialed before to my
lover's mother,
Alas! That day her father picked up.
'Hello, who's this?', his tone made my ears bleed.'
'I am from a street booth, checking on and out your line.'
Alas! That day her father picked up.
'Hello, who's this?', his tone made my ears bleed.'
'I am from a street booth, checking on and out your line.'
I'll be a little more discreet
when dialing God's line;
Though it's busy more often than not,
I'll keep pressing the keys zero to nine,
Dawn to dusk, round the clock, from Jan to Dec.
Though it's busy more often than not,
I'll keep pressing the keys zero to nine,
Dawn to dusk, round the clock, from Jan to Dec.
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