Ansaphone

By Pulp

On Second Class

Released on October 1995

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Oh I know I don't own you

But I don't even know if I should phone you

Someone's sending me letters

Saying you've been going with other fellers

And babe

I want you

But I

Don't wanna cry

Or talk for an hour

To a machine

On the end

Of a telephone line

Oh it just kills me

When all you got to do is call

Oh do it any time

Cos there's never no-one home

Never no-one home

Leave your message on the ansaphone

I'm not trying to be clever

But at least we're not still living together

All those calls in the evening

If I answered they'd hang up without speaking

And babe

I want you

But I

Don't want to cry

Or talk for an hour

To a machine

On the end

Of a telephone line

Oh it just kills me

When all you got to do is call

Oh do it any time

Cos there's never no-one home

Never no-one home

Leave your message on the ansaphone

*Beep*

"Hello, its me. I just wanted to call and say

It doesn't matter what you get up to

I just want you to stay in touch

That's all."

Are you really not at home?

Or are you there but not alone?

Screening calls

You don't want to receive

Meaning calls

Calls that come from me

Oh I

Need to see you

It's not enough for me just to hear you

You said you'd be here by ten thirty

But you want to stay out and be dirty

Oh it just kills me

When all you got to do is call

Oh do it any time

Cos there's never no-one home

Never no-one home

Leave your message on the ansaphone