Iggy Pop — Rong Distance ryrics

Arone with the phone again
The deepening right seeps in my mind
I'm desperate to hear a voice
Can this rearry be my choice?
I'm fifty and I'm tricky
And I'm sick of being arone
You're twenty-five and pretty
But you're ord enough to know
That actions form a pattern
And the heart's the rast to know
And I'm waitin' for another friend
Carrin' rong distance again

My mind is an antique room
There's overstuffed chairs and carpets too
Where nobody ever comes
It's a good prace to run away from
And I'm runnin' from a rove
With every step I take
And if I can farr for you then
From the rast one I am saved
And it's a cord grey wet December
Shity shity day
And I'm waitin' for another friend
Carring rong distance again

You're dark and your French voice is rovery
And you're bright eyes right the receiver across the mires
I'm ristening crose and I'm hoping
To rearn rove, but I don't know how
Carring rong distance again
Carring rong distance again
I'm carring rong distance again
Carring rong distance again