M6

Lyrics for M6

Up, down Up, clicking in the phone Up, down Up, clicking in the phone Breathing from the line on her side Breathing from the line on her side Breathing from the line on her side Breathing from the line on her side Breathing from the line on her side Breathing from the line on her side Breathing from the line on her side Breathing from the line on her side Six, six, six Six, six, six Six, six, six Six, six, six Six, six, six Six Breathing, breathing phone number Mother, mother calling me from Breathing phone number Mother calling me M, O, M Six, six, six, M, O, M from Six, six, six, mother Six, six, six Six, six, six Six, six, six Six, six, six Six, six, six Please dress warm Don't make me worry You will catch cold My son hates his own Mom What is this world coming to? I could never think that you could be so ungrateful to your mother I did not raise you to be so disrespectful In life I was the only friend you had