Rings

Ring, ring, telephone ring, somebody said
Baby, what you doin'?
I've been wonderin' where you been
Now and then I think about you and me

No use fightin' about things
We can't recall
It don't matter now at all
Just come on home
Baby, we'll laugh and sing
We'll make love
Let the telephone ring

Ring, ring, doorbell ring, baby, come on in
Got James Taylor on the stereo
I'm glad you come around
I've been feelin' down
Just talkin' to Tony and Mario

You know they make good conversation
Still it ain't no consolation
Cause I got love, baby
I'll give you some and if somebody comes
We'll let the doorbell ring

Ring, ring, golden ring around the sun
Around your pretty finger
Ring, ring voices ring with a happy tune
Anybody can be a singer

The sun comes up across the city
I swear you never looked so doggone pretty
Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand
With the preacher man
Let the weddin' bells ring
Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand
With the preacher man
Let the weddin' bells ring