Confess

'Round and 'round the dial turns Your finger itches, but your vanity hurts. So you cross your friends off on by one Either they're busy, or they are no fun. Well, you can call me whenever you want You can call me if your mouth needs to run Your number's up. It's by request. Do you have something to confess? I'm out of touch you're out of breath. Do you have something to confess? So round and round the dial turns Your finger itches but your vanity hurts. And you know that all your friends will scream in horror When they find you hanged by a phone chord. Well, you can call me whenever you want You can call me if your mouth needs to run Your number's up it's by request Do you have something to confess? I'm out of touch you're out of breath Do you have something to confess? You're out of touch I'm out of breath Have you got something to confess?