The Stalker (Phone Song)

Hi, it’s me again…Just wondering what’s going on… Would you like to go a movie. I’ve been missing you, and hoping you’ll call me soon. You can call my pager and leave a message there. What’s going on with you, I’m getting pretty nervous now. If I’m out in the garden. Please call my neighbor, Joe: 937 4501
Her hair is pure like heaven; She smells like perfect love Her face tells me a secret;
I wish that I could find the words But I’m not sure myself; Honesty isn’t as easy as it looks on old black and white movies
Mumble mumble Mumble mumble, stammer stammer, stammer, stammer nothing there, she don’t care
Loser loser, you’re a loser She’s a whore whore whore whore Your, your, your, your, love’s unrequited
I was wondering if you’d like to get together tonight I just had the chance to go to the video store


And find some old black and white films, that I thought you might like If you want to—(beep!)
How could she be so cruel to me; Her halo drips with nectar
Her tears spill and evaporate; I lick the salt and wait for her Wait for her Wait for her
I wish that I could find the words but I’m not sure myself
Honesty isn’t as easy as it looks on black and white TV; Black and white TV
Be still my luckless grieving heart and seek a murky streambed A melancholy night-wood waltz; It casts upon my dream
How could she be so cruel to me; Her halo drips with nectar

Her tears spill and evaporate; I lick the salt and wait for her Wait for her Wait for her
The dark gloom life-sick deathbed moon reflects upon my pillow

The wood dry whore with rope-long neck will be the last to love me! The last to love me!
I went to the store and bought some coffee ice cream for you Hope you’ll be there; Log on the fire, warm under blanket, Please!

I just got back from your house; I could see a light on inside Your car was there; But no one answered the door
Why don’t you call me? I’ve done everything for you!

I’ll bleed for you if you want me to! I will bleed for you If you want me to I’ll bleed for you!
Be still my luckless grieving heart Please call me… --(Beep!)

[This song was written by Mark Nichols in 1999 with help from Amy Rider.]