Right now he’s busy looking for a dime so he can make the call.
No he sent a Western Union telegram....
Dime? I’m sure that was on purpose.
If Joe was more up to date:
Here’s a Quarter (Call Somone Who Cares)
Travis Tritt
You say you were wrong to ever leave me alone
Now you’re sorry, you’re lonesome and scared
And you say you’d be happy if I you could just come back home
Well, here’s a quarter, call someone who cares
Call someone who’ll listen, or might give a damn
Maybe one of your sorted affairs
But don’t you come ‘round here handin’ me none of your lies
Here’s a quarter, call someone who cares
Girl, I thought what we had could never turn bad
So your leavin’ caught me unaware
But the fact is you’ve run...girl, that can’t be undone
So here’s a quarter, call someone…
OK, Obadiah, I've got the dime but I can't find the slot to put it in.
And I can't find the dial on the damn thing!
And it doesn't have a crank like the older ones, so it's not one of them.
Mine looks one of those electric calculators.
How do I use this effing thing?
I just sent Jelly, or what ever the hell her name is, to get my shotgun so I can blow away this piece of Chinese junk.
Ha, ha! Chinese junk!
Isn't that some kind of plane? Oh, hi, Jandy.
What you mean I can't have any shells for my gun?
Anyway, I've got to have another nap. All this thinking is killing me.
Oh, now I can't fall asleep. Get me some pictures of little girls to look at.
If that Trunk guy calls me, tell him I forgot we were going to talk about.
Snork, snork...