(Somebody…)
Told her that there was a place like heaven
Across the water on a 747
Yeah, we’re living in
In a modern world.
And pretty soon she’s really got the notion
Of flying out across the big blue ocean
Yeah, we’re living in
In a modern world.
Talk is cheap on satellite
But all I get is (static!)
Information, I’m still here
Re-dial on automatic.
CHORUS:
Calling America (can’t get a message through)
Calling America (that’s what she said to do)
Calling America (that’s where she has to be)
Calling America (she left a number for me)
Calling America.
But I’m just talking to a satellite
Twenty thousand miles up in the sky each night
Yeah, we’re living in
In a modern world.
All I had to do was pick up the phone
I’m out in space, trying to talk to someone
Yeah, we’re living in
In a modern world.
She left a number I could call