Plts astoria

Stumbling down the halls I'm leaving; fighting with the thought
Of calling you again
I'm calling you again
4am the bag is empty, rising to the fall
Of calling you again
I'm calling you again
Pick up, pick up, pick up the phone
Pick up, pick up, pick up
I'm outta my head
Can't get you outta my head
And I walk above the drunken sleaze
Don't sleep Astoria
We could meet along Lawson st
Don't sleep Astoria
I believe in romance, baby, come and sink some more
I'm calling you again
I'm calling you again
My polyphonic thoughts of you are rotten to the core
I'm calling out again
I messed it up again
Pick up, pick up, pick up the phone
Pick up, pick up, pick up
I'm outta my head
Can't get you outta my head
And I walk above the drunken sleaze
Don't sleep Astoria
We could meet along Lawson st
Don't sleep Astoria
(I'm outta my head)
(Can't get you outta my head)
And I walk above the drunken sleaze
Don't sleep Astoria
(Can't get you outta my head)
We could meet along Lawson st
Don't sleep Astoria
I'm outta my head
Can't get you outta my head
And I walk above the drunken sleaze
Don't sleep Astoria
We could meet along Lawson st
Don't sleep Astoria