I'm calling checkmate on you, baby Oh I'm calling checkmate, checkmate You are gonna lose 'cause you chose to make the moves you made Checkmate, checkmate Girl you will always lose when you choose to make the moves you make I ran out of options (I ran

But somebody's gonna have to answer The time is coming soon Why do the babies starve When there's enough food to feed the world Why when there are so many of us Are there people still alone Why are the missiles called peace keepers When they're aimed to

'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

Hallelujah, I just love her so That's why I know, yes, I know Now, if I call her on the telephone And tell her that I'm all alone By the time I count from one to four I hear her - on my door In the evening when the sun goes down When there is nobody else

What that makes me If that makes me a little old school Go ahead and call me yesterday's old fool If that makes me a little throwback Throw it at me, don't worry, I can take that Call me hick, hillbilly Hell I'm proud to be I like an old guitar Playin' a

But lets forget all that And give me the number if you can find it So I can call just to tell him I'm fine And to show, I overcome the blow I learned to take it well I only wish my words could just convince myself That it just wasn't real Operator, could

Whoa-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Whenever I start feeling strong I'm called a bitch in the night But I don't need these 14-carat golds to win I am a woman, I insist it's my life The queen that's inside of me This is my chance to release it

Just call my name, I'll be there (I'll be there) I'll be there to comfort you Build my world of dreams around you I'm so glad that I found you I'll be there with a love that's strong I'll be your strength Whenever you need me, I'll be there (I'll be

I always loved that guy And he's not on T.V. anymore. He had the wherewithal Richard talks too slow He'd get interrupted long before To get before he had The wherewithal to get out before You've got to coax him slow, That's the only way that he'll

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,