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Lyrics by: Burton Cummings
# Debut Chart
50 Nov '71 Hot 100

Lyrics

Donít wanna listen to my telephone ring Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing Not this morning Donít wanna think about the night before Or maybe itís a bore behind an open door Got no time for that this morning If I had the mind or I had the time Maybe I could throw together a new kind of rhyme And tell about my warning But itís too late now. It`s too late now. It`s too late now. I donít wanna think about a runaway dad That took away the only thing that I never had Donít even miss him this morning I donít wanna think about a cold goodbye Or a high school buddy got a little too high I canít help him out this morning Reviewers laugh at me so I go out to sea And perhaps itís just as well cause Iíd rather be in hell Than be a wealthy man this morning But itís too late now. It`s too late now. It`s too late now. Whatever happened to images cause now theyíre gone And worn-out phrases just keep a hanginí on Whatever happened to homes as opposed to houses The conversation sinks as the evening drowses Itís just like 46201. It`s just like 46201. Whatever happened to early morning open skies And broken faces, half with melting eyes Enough of riddles that just play with time Cause Iím still here and I canít beg a dime Iím back here in 46201. Iím back here in 46201.


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Something better`s waiting for me around the corner now I got to find it and try and hang on for a little while I`m back here in 46201. There`s gotta be a few small changes made Donít wanna listen to my telephone ring Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing ... Leave me alone this morning.

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