Verse 1

You call me up while the room is getting loud

Your name flashes once, then disappears in the crowd

I catch your laugh through the rattle of the train

Say, “Tell me where you are, I’ll come and get you again”

Pre-Chorus

You say the night is young, the last bus is gone

I tell you, hold the line—I’m already moving on

Chorus

Telephone, tell me where to go

I’m crossing town with the radio low

Telephone, don’t you hang up yet

We’ve got one more dance and no regrets

Telephone, keep me close tonight

Your voice is pulling me into the lights

Verse 2

You’re by the doorway in a silver jacket