Roger Mcguinn

Car Phone

Mistress said I love you Chris
Can't stand to see you kill yourself like this
He's talking on the carphone from the driveway of his own home
Chris is running from the F.B.I. he's been indicted as a foreign spy
He tells her on his car phone he thinks that they're both alone
Talking talking talking talking on the car phone
I stole a million fake Nintendo chips
But never let it cross your lips
That I told you on the car phone
Or they'll write it on my grave stone
I'm gonna help you get that acting job
Got you a lawyer from the mob
He tells her on the carphone sends a shiver up her back bone
Talking talking talking talking on the car phone
Talking talking talking talking on the car phone
And if there's anyone in space
What they'll learn about the human race
Will we be listening to us talking on the car phone
SOLO
Hitman dials a secret code receiver in the trunk explodes
As he calls him on his car phone pushing buttons on the touch tone
Orange flames across the center line you can see it on the news at
nine
Because he had a car phone he really got his mind blown
And if there's anyone in space
What they'll learn about the human race
Will we be listening to us talking talking
Talking on the car phone
Copyright @ 1991 McGuinn Music/ WildGone Gator Music(BMI)/WB Music
Corp(ASCAP)
>From the "Back From Rio" CD