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She said, "Hello" and who have we here
Are you that nasty old man, with a can full of beer
Or are you so old, you've forgotten your name
Why else would you play this telephone game.
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Sometimes your face is not familiar to those you see each day,
As the aged begin to weaken before they pass away.
You washed and dressed and fed them, and helped them on the way,
As they sometimes laughed or cried and thanked you in their way.
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The Telephone Game

She said, "Hello" and who have we here
Are you that nasty old man, with a can full of beer
Or are you so old, you've forgotten your name
Why else would you play this telephone game.
I hung up the phone and buried my head
I must have woken that old sleepy head.
I'll call her tomorrow if I have a dime,
To see what she says the very next time.
As I left the phone and walked from the door
I am an old man with a most surly repor.
He looked me all over and tilted his cap
He said, you've been calling my lady, don't call her back.
I stood there alone, my chest took a pain
As I looked at this man, almost insane.
He turned up his cuffs and made a big fist
To get to my lady, you'll have to take this.
I crawled home slowly, my memory recalls
My clothes were all dirty, as I took my first fall.
My eyes were real blue, my body so sore
As I promised to call his lady no more.

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