The Underground Railroad to Candyland — My Number's on the Stall lyrics

Lyrics

It’s, it’s
I can’t hear a ring, but your bed is on fire
Get out of the car
Get out of the car
You’re lootin' on the scene, you’re lootin' on fire
You’re draggin' everything but the telephone wire
Get out of the car
Get out of the car
(I miss, I miss, I miss, I…)
(I miss, I miss, I miss, I…)
(I miss, I miss, I miss, I…)
(I miss, I miss, I miss, I…)
I’m on the last place, but in style
Don’t wait for me, or you’ll wait awhile
Get out of the car
Get out of the car
I don’t hear a ring
(la, la, la)
I don’t hear a thing
(la, la, la)
Get out of the car
Get out of the car
And I don’t hate them at all
I just wish they would fall
But I know that they’ll call
Because my number’s on the stall
I wouldn’t damn them at all
I just wish they would call
But I know that they’ll call
Because my number’s on the stall
Because my number’s on the stall
Because my number’s on the stall
Because my number’s on the stall
Because my number’s on the stall