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Ring, ring, telephone rings

Somebody says

Baby what you doin'

I've been wonderin' where you've been

Now and then

I think about you and me

There's no use fightin' 'bout things we can't recall 'cos it don't matter girl at all

Just come on home and baby we'll laugh and sing

And we'll make love and let the telephone ring

Ring, ring, doorbell ring

Baby come on in

I got the Allman Brothers on the stereo

I'm glad you came around

I've been feelin' down talkin' to Tony and Mario

You know they make good conversation but girl that ain't no consolation

'Cos I got love and baby I'll give you some

And if somebody comes we'll let the doorbell ring

I said Ring, ring, golden ring

Around the sun

Around your pretty finger

Ring, ring, voices ring

With a happy tune anybody can be a singer

The sun comes up across the city

I swear you never looked so doggone pretty

Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man and let the weddin' bell ring

Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man and let the weddin' bell ring

Oh oh oh hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man and let the weddin' bell ring