Lletres: Elio Pace. A Seat At My Table. Addicted To The Phone.

(Music & Words by Elio Pace)

Kicking ?round the house
I?m agitated ready to explode
Flicking through my database
And memorising all the codes
My self-discipline is poor
Can?t contain myself no more
That?s right

I?m just addicted to the phone
When you?re not home
I?m addicted to the phone
Yes I?m addicted to
To the, to the phone

Sunday crawls around
There?s nothing on the box and rain outside
Killing time ain?t easy
Think I?ll sit and watch the clothes get dry
The best things in life are free
But still I?m billed quarterly
That?s right

repeat chorus

I know you go away
To do the things you?ve got to do but
It fuels my addiction to get through to you

Had the boys around here
They?re always such good company
Still with them I get the urge
To dial your number constantly
And when they walk out the door
Can?t contain myself no more
That?s right

(Thanks to PETER SIMMONDS for these lyrics)