Getting on a phone with a busy line 
Talking on a phone and losing my mind 
Never never never never realiza 
It feels so far, like a millions miles 
Give me give me give me give me little hand 
Just listen to your heart, don't consider it 
I'm looking oout at the city night 
I see your eyes in city lights 

Moscow calling: Operator don't tease me 
Moscow calling: Operator what's going on 
Moscow calling: All the circuits are busy 
Moscow calling: I'm going on ain't giving it up 

Party party party party somewhere, going crazy 
Night is calling me out, but I grip the phone 
I'm having no choice 
No coffee, no beer, no cigarettes, & line's still busy 
Operator on the other end I need your voice 
I need to hear your voice 
I'm phono phono phono phonomaniac 
When I hear your voice I wanna kiss the phone 
I wanna get paid for the weeks I stayed alone 
I have no one else to call, for you I wanna save it all 
But it doesn't get through 
I'm going on and on 
I feel I'm gonna break this telephone 

Moscow calling: Operator don't tease me 
Moscow calling: Operator what's going on 
Moscow calling: All the circuits are busy 
Moscow calling: I'm going on ain't giving it up