Besedila: Regina Belle. She'll Let That Telephone Ring.

Once again
It's calling to her
It's a sound she knows
Through the night
It's getting louder
It must know she's home
It's trying
To wear her down
As she sits
Softly crying
Feeling weak
But being strong
She let's
That telephone ring

Chorus:
She used to run
Each time he called
She'd always give in
His voice would melt her
And wash away his sins
She'd forgive him
But tonight she's keeping
That hand from reaching
She'll let
That telephone ring

From a phone booth
He just listens
Why don't she pick up
He's been
Trying now for hours
Still he won't hang up
He's feeling
Desparate now
As the rain
Starts falling
He can't face it
That it's over
He let's
That telephone ring

(Chorus)

She turns the light off
Lays her head down
Let's that telephone ring

(Thanks to Rafael for these lyrics)