The Vanns operator

Hey operator you're the one
so smooth and sexy just undercover
Oh operator you've ruined my fun
don't want your promises
Don't need no argument, just want your love
I've got the boots to get me there, smoking cigarettes are you calling this unfair
I don't care what the neighbours say, it's too late, it's too late to change
This is my idea, my idea, my idea of fun
It's too late, it's too late, it's too late I'm done
Standing in line I'm here to lay you down, can't stand the pain of the morning
These women are calling, they're calling, they're calling your name
The hounds they call
You can teach me how to cry there are no rules that I abide, I'm caught, I'm framed
I've got the boots to get me there, we're drinking ‘till the morning are you calling this unfair
I don't care what the neighbours say, it's too late, it's too late to change
This is my idea, my idea, my idea of fun
It's too late, it's too late, it's too late I'm done
This is my idea, my idea, my idea of fun
It's too late, it's too late, it's too late I'm done
I've got the boots to get me there, smoking cigarettes are you calling this unfair
I don't care what the neighbours say, it's too late, it's too late to change
This is my idea, my idea, my idea of fun
It's too late, it's too late, it's too late I'm done
This is my idea, my idea, my idea of fun
It's too late, it's too late, it's too late I'm done
Hey goony, come get me
Hey goony, come get me
Hey goony, come get me