Wrong Number - Timothy B. Schmit

You’re telling me this

Telling me that I’m oughta hand

Well maybe it’s this

Maybe it’s that you don’t understand

Keep on talking to me

You’re loud as thunder

I don’t matter baby

Cause I think you got the wrong, wrong number

You know I talk in my sleep

You got me worried and weak

I can’t take it

Cause everytime that you shout

Baby there ain’t no doubt

Got to shake it

Why can’t ya

Why can’t ya let it be

It brings me under

You live a fantasy

Don’t you think you got the wrong, wrong number

I don’t mean to sound too rough

But you know better

I’ve had enough

My telephone rings and it’s you on the line

But my love’s unlisted don’t you waste my time

You got the wrong number

Baby check it and see

Think you got the wrong number

Instead of living in doubt

Why don’t you figure it out

Why can’t ya

Why can’t ya let it be

It brings me under

You live in a fantasy

Don’t you think you got the wrong number

Baby check it and see

Think you got the wrong number

Instead of living in doubt

Why don’t you figure it out