| Song | Stay On The Phone |
| Artist | The New Amsterdams |
| Album | Para Toda Vida |
| 作曲 : Pryor | |
| One waitress | |
| Outside of, | |
| Phone booth, South Carolina | |
| Sits, keeps killing time | |
| Rolls her eyes | |
| Roll of dimes | |
| Speak of this sick surrounding sin | |
| Tears me from limb to limb, within | |
| I don't know how to let it go | |
| This far away from home | |
| One word was mistaken | |
| Context that it was taken from | |
| Write it down | |
| Must be sound | |
| Must be true | |
| I hope you can hear me | |
| My only sanctuary asks | |
| Why am I here? | |
| Why aren't I home? | |
| As the line builds for the phone | |
| I want it all | |
| Work to a fault | |
| That breaks us in two | |
| And always at play | |
| The end of the day | |
| I'm alone and so are you | |
| Old stories | |
| Gas stations | |
| Repeating conversations | |
| Still, I can't speak long | |
| The show has to go on | |
| At best I, might question | |
| The focus of my attention | |
| Though, you know that I could bring it down | |
| I want it all | |
| Work to a fault | |
| That breaks us in two | |
| And always at play | |
| The end of the day | |
| I'm alone and so are you | |
| One waitress, invading | |
| But I'm content to make her wait | |
| It's all I have | |
| So far from home | |
| Oh please stay on the phone |
| zuò qǔ : Pryor | |
| One waitress | |
| Outside of, | |
| Phone booth, South Carolina | |
| Sits, keeps killing time | |
| Rolls her eyes | |
| Roll of dimes | |
| Speak of this sick surrounding sin | |
| Tears me from limb to limb, within | |
| I don' t know how to let it go | |
| This far away from home | |
| One word was mistaken | |
| Context that it was taken from | |
| Write it down | |
| Must be sound | |
| Must be true | |
| I hope you can hear me | |
| My only sanctuary asks | |
| Why am I here? | |
| Why aren' t I home? | |
| As the line builds for the phone | |
| I want it all | |
| Work to a fault | |
| That breaks us in two | |
| And always at play | |
| The end of the day | |
| I' m alone and so are you | |
| Old stories | |
| Gas stations | |
| Repeating conversations | |
| Still, I can' t speak long | |
| The show has to go on | |
| At best I, might question | |
| The focus of my attention | |
| Though, you know that I could bring it down | |
| I want it all | |
| Work to a fault | |
| That breaks us in two | |
| And always at play | |
| The end of the day | |
| I' m alone and so are you | |
| One waitress, invading | |
| But I' m content to make her wait | |
| It' s all I have | |
| So far from home | |
| Oh please stay on the phone |