No Action
I don't wanna kiss you
I don't wanna touch
I don't wanna see you
'cause I don't miss you that much
I'm not a telephone junkie
I told you that we were just good friends
But when I hold you like I hold that bakelite in my hands
there's no action
there's no action
there's no action
Every time I phone you, I just wanna put you down
He's got the keys to the car
They are the keys to the kingdom
He's got everything you need
It's a shame that he didn't bring them
I'm not a telephone junkie
If I'm inserting my coin I'm doing just fine
And the things in my head start hurting my mind
And I think about the way things used to be
knowing you with him is driving me crazy
Sometimes I phone you when I know you're not lonely
but I always disconnect it in time
