2-6-5-8-0

Written by ricky & marty wilde



I watch a man sitting down the park

The flashy suit manufactured by the makers

He's got a pen and he circles an add

It makes him laugh 'cos he's reading dirty papers



2-6-5-8-0



She doesn't know but she's getting his call

He's talking straight but he wants it in a strange way

She combs her hair doesn't worry at all

He could be mad but its just another pay day



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2-6-5-8-0

2-6-5-8-0 oh, dial it if you want to know me



She likes to live on the poor side of town

She's shacking down with a guy from west guiana

The boys around always look at the ground

Oh, what they'd give for a night with that piranha



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2-6-5-8-0

2-6-5-8-0 oh, dial it if you want to know me



She doesn't have to make her money that way

She's such a pretty young girl

I guess they love it 'cos you hear when they stay

They cry oh, oh, oh



This guy arrives looking scared as a rat

He needs her love but he wants it like a brother

Three hours later he crawls out on his knees

She's laughing loud 'cos he's calling for his mother



2-6-5-8-0

2-6-5-8-0

2-6-5-8-0 oh, dial it if you want to know me



2-6-5-8-0

2-6-5-8-0

2-6-5-8-0 oh, dial it if you want to know me




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