Why Haven't I Heard From You

Back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a contraption that we know so well By the 1950's they were in everybody's home That crazy little thing they call a telephone Now there's one on every corner, in the back of every bar You can get one in your briefcase, on a plane or in your car Chorus: So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I heard from you Darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you There's no problem gettin' to me Baby you can dial direct I got call forwarding, call waiting You can even call collect The service man he told me that my phone was workin' fine And I've come to the conclusion the trouble isn't with my line I'm sure the operator would be glad to put you through So dial zero for a*sistance if all confuses you Repeat Chorus: There better been a flood, a landslide of mud A fire that burns up the wires And thunder so loud with a black funnel cloud A natural disaster I know nothing about Repeat Chorus: (Sandy Knox, T.W. Hale) Copyright 1994 Bash Music