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Call Me
by St. Paul The Broken Bones

This ain't the hottie
That I thought I knew
This ain't the party
That I thought we'd do

You got your limit, baby
I got mine
6-11, 3-3-6-9
You got to tell me baby
We ain't the lovers
That will tare me down
We ain't the fortune
All over town
You got your limit, baby, I got mine
6-11, 3-3-6-9
You got to call me baby
I need you to pick up that telephone
And dial those numbers hottie

I need you to call me
I need to hear your sweet voice
Let me, let me, let me, let me hear you again
I need, I need, I need, I need, I need you baby
I need, I need, I need, I need, I need you baby
Got to pick up, got to pick up that telephone
Please, please oh baby

You got your limit, baby
I got mine
6-11, 3-3-6-9
Please oh please baby
Pick up that telephone
I need you to pick it up baby
I need you to pick it up now baby

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DEAN CARL BENT

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SOFLOHOOKER

my blind friend doesnt believe its a white guy

theric66

@Andrés Yanez you do not need eyes for sounds and hands becomes your eyes when you are blind.

drinkinginspanish

My deaf friend doesn’t believe he’s black.

Andrés Yanez

How tf does he even know what black guys and white guys look like?

hansy3

Racist.

Evil Dwarf

I think he’s considered “high yellow” 🤔

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Victor Uriz

He dances like Ellen but sings like Al Green, hell yeah hahahaha good neo soul.

J

Actually dances better than Ellen.

Naenae85

🤣🤣🤦🏾‍♀️

Angelica Shipps

Soul is Soul it doesn’t belong to any race in particular. 👌🏽

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