[Verse 1] There's a song
For the girl that I can't fuck
Give me your name and number, baby
After all, you're bad luck
When it's morning in New York
And it's evening in L.A
I know it's sad you get so lonely, baby
You can't find the words to say

[Chorus] You can call me up
I'll put you on
Give me your name and number, baby
I'll reach your phone

[Verse 2] When I'm lying in my room
And your body appearing on my radio
Well I know you saw the future, baby
I've got to get it through to you

[Chorus] You can call me up
I'll put you on
Give me your name and number, baby
I'll reach your phone

[Bridge] And I know this song for the girl that I can't fuck
And I know this song, after all, you're bad luck
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'll put you on
I'll reach your phone
I'll reach your phone

[Verse 3] When I'm staring at my roof
And your body appearing on my radio
When I'm thinking, oh, can you?
Well, I guess that's the way these things go