Lyrics

Redial and hang up and I get put down All of these feelings call me telephone Numbers I remember from the numeric pad Like Lucille And Wichita It was almost like a song (Na-na, na-na) It was almost like a song (Na-na, na-na) It was almost like a song It was almost like a song (Na-na, na-na) Repetition is what royalty says You get one idea and you kick it along So many references and no referees Like blue eyes, dot, dot, dot Cryin' in the rain, dot, dot, dot Hits me almost like a song (Na-na, na-na) It was almost like a song (Na-na, na-na) It was almost like a song It was almost like a song (Na-na, na-na) And the mеn and women from the elеctric company (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Say, hey Wise ol', hey Chips, hey Boss You wanna try one of these? Well get on your knees And beg me please The body is a temple So shut your mouth Well, that's it We'll never get along I search my pockets for a Phillips head screw And which guitar Do you consider the best guitar? Aaaaaahhh...! It was almost like a song! (Na-na, na-na) It was almost like a song (Na-na, na-na) It was almost like a song It was almost like a song (Na-na, na-na)