Lyrics

Hello, Tony
I keep missing you and just getting your voice mailbox machine
I've forgotten, you're so old
They have tried to teach you different but you don't do what you're told

Hello, Mr. Tony
I call your cell you don't answer cuz you say you don't carry
If you were younger, you might see
That your phone stays in your pocket, not in your car seat
That's the difference between free Subway and lunch with me

Cuz your cell phone is outside
In the front seat of your ride
I should have known better than to call your car phone
I guess I'd be better trying to reach you at home

Your phone is still outside
So I guess you're still at PTI
And I don't mean to bother, I don't mean to complain
But when you get this tell Michael, I think it's gonna rain
Later on