"He's On The Phone" as written by Sarah Cracknell, Etienne Daho, Bob Stanley and Pete Wiggs....
He's on the phone, and she wants to go home
Shoes in hand, don't make a sound, its time to go

(ooh-ooh)
Someday (someday), someday

he's on the phone, doesn't want to go home
The hotel life - forget your wife, you're on your own
Academia girl
Her life's a gas, she loves the trash inside his world
Can't find his way there
Got the cash, feeling flash in Leicester Square

(ooh-ooh)
Yes
She never meant to call, she did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)
Yes
She never meant to call, she did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday

Its five to twelve and she's nervous as hell
With nothing to lose, its hard to choose its hard to tell
Skin is dewdrop and warm
The lipstick kiss, reminisce, awake til dawn

(ooh-ooh)
Yes
She never meant to call, she did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)
Yes. (ooh-ooh)
She never meant to call, she did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)

He's on the phone and she wants to go home
Shoes in hand, don't make a sound, its time to go

Ooh-ooh
Yes
She never meant to call, she did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)
Yes (ooh-ooh)
She never meant to call, she did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday), someday


Lyrics submitted by circusjuggler

"He's on the Phone" as written by Jane Cracknell Sarah Sarah Jane Cracknell

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING

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    General CommentThe remix of this song by Primax on "Casino Classics" is ecstatic.
    jrm36on September 12, 2007   Link
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    General CommentThis song always reminds me of the West End, that is, visiting the West End alone, and just walking around with no purpose during the evening, by myself, among all the people enjoying themselves.

    Bittersweet.
    matthewsheffieldon July 20, 2012   Link

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