You

Take a chance

Fall in love with a man

3000 miles away

Try to call

And picture his stance by the pay phone

Down the hall

Let me know

When you go to bed

Talk to me

During the day

'Cause I'm stuck to you like flies to glue or trash on Broadway

[Chorus]

You call me from 8th Avenue

You don't have a phone

I wanna call you and it makes me sad because

I can't talk to you

And I wanna talk to you

Hey, you

I'm calling you

Somewhere on my body if you look real close

You'll find you

You'll find you

Talk to me

While Puerto Rican prostitutes

Ask for a date

And two kids

Are making fun of a bum who just fell flat on his face

You put Polaroids into my pocket

Walked home from La Guardia

You asked me to dance in the rain in the woods on Staten Island

[Chorus]

You call me from 8th Avenue

You don't have a phone

I wanna call you and it makes me mad because

I can't talk to you

I wanna talk to you

Hey, you

I'm calling you

Somewhere on my body if you look real close

You'll find you

You'll find you

Hey, you

I'm calling you

Somewhere on my body if you look real close

You'll find you

You'll find you

Yeah

I'm calling you

You

You