Rings

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Charlene - Pop

Rings

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Ring, ring, telephone ring, somebody said Baby, what ya doin' I've been wonderin' where you been, every now and then When I think about you and me No use fightin' 'bout things we can't recall It really don't matter now at all Just come on home, baby, we'll laugh and sing We'll make love, just let the telephone ring Ring, ring, doorbell ring, baby, come on in I got Jim Croce on the stereo I'm glad you come around, 'cause I've been feelin' down Just talkin' to Susanne and Mary Joe You know, they make good conversation Still it ain't no consolation 'Cause I've got love Baby, I'll give you some and if somebody comes We'll let the doorbell ring Ring, ring, a golden ring around the sun The ring you're gonna put on my finger Ring, ring voices ring with a happy tune Anybody can be a singer The sun comes up across the city I swear I never felt so doggone pretty Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand with a preacher man We'll let the weddin' bells ring Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand with a preacher man We'll let the weddin' bells ring

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Credits

Writers
  • Ronald Miller
  • Ken Hirsch