Rings

Ring, ring, telephone ring, somebody said

Baby, what ya doin', I've been wonderin' where you been

Now and then I think about you and me

No use fightin' 'bout things we can't recall

It don't matter now at all

Just come on home, baby, we'll laugh and sing

We'll make love, let the telephone ring

Ring, ring, doorbell ring, baby, come on in

Got James Taylor on the stereo

I'm glad you come around, I've been feelin' down

Just talkin' to Tony and Mario

You know they make good conversation

Still it ain't no consolation

Cause I got love, baby

I'll give you some and if somebody comes

We'll let the doorbell ring

Said, ring, ring, golden ring around the sun

Around your pretty finger

Ring, ring voices ring with a happy tune

Anybody can be a singer

The sun come up across the city

I swear you never looked so doggone pretty

Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man

Let the weddin' bells ring

Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man

Let the weddin' bells ring

Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man

Let the weddin' bells ring