Kim Wilde - 2-6-5-8-0 lyrics

I watch a man sitting down the park
The flashy suit manufactured by the makers
He's got a pen and he circles an ad
It makes him laugh 'cos
He's reading dirty papers

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She doesn't know but she's getting his call
He's talking straight but he wants
It in a strange way
She combs her hair doesn't worry at all
He could be mad but it's just another pay day

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She likes to live on the poor side of town
She's shacking down with a
Guy from West Guyana
The boys around always look at the ground
Oh, what they'd give for a
Night with that piranha

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She doesn't have to make her money that way
She's such a pretty young girl
I guess they love it 'cos
You hear when they stay they cry oh, oh, oh

This guy arrives looking scared as a rat
He needs her love but he
Wants it like a brother
Three hours later he crawls out on his knees
She's laughing loud 'cos he's
Calling for his mother

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2-6-5-8-0 Oh, dial it if you wanna know me

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2-6-5-8-0 Oh, dial it if you wanna know me

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Oh! 2-6-5-8-0 (what's your number?)
2-6-5-8-0 (oh I gotta hear it now)
2-6-5-8-0 Ohhhh dial it if you wanna know me