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Cooper went out late last night
I heard the slam from her door
Foggy ways, November daze
All the white wolves were smiling
Cooper went out walkin´ the clouds
She left everything in a mess
"Shut your mouth when you talk to me"
Her words were always so small
And there´s a sound from the telephone
When can I say she´s coming home?
Leave me the number you´re dialing from
And may I ask who´s calling?
May I ask who´s calling?
Cooper went out, 3 o´clock sharp
I heard the bells from the church
Someone said they saw a car
Picking her up by the stations
Cooper went out and that´s all there is
I´m just no one from next door
Everything will be alright
When all the flowers have cried
Then there´s a voice on the telephone
When can I say she´s coming home?
Leave me the number you´re dialing from
And may I ask who´s callin´? (Who´s calling?)
May I ask who´s calling? (Who´s calling?)
May I ask who´s calling?