sung to Ring Ring by the amazing Swedish pop group ABBA
I was sitting all alone
With my Malden and my phone
And then some evil thoughts started crowding in about me.
With my Malden and my phone
And then some evil thoughts started crowding in about me.
It's a dark and dreary night
Seems the rings just don't seem right
So I wonder if I am brave enough to cut you?
Do I really have the thi-ings?
Seems the rings just don't seem right
So I wonder if I am brave enough to cut you?
Do I really have the thi-ings?
To extract those rotten rings
oh-oh
Rings, rings, why do you get in the way?l?
Rings, rings, catching my fingers all day
Rings, rings, if only you'd just go away
And I sit all alone impatiently
With an inn-o-cent Malden in front of me
So, rings, rings, it looks like your taking a fall!
So, rings, rings, its ringectomy time after all!
They were here and now they're gone
Hey did I do something wrong?
I just can't believe that I could be so badly mistaken
Was it really such a thrill?
To remove you with my drill?
Will you hear me cry or will I feel I'm mistaken
Please forgive this mortal sin
As I chuck you in the bin, oh-oh
Rings, rings, You came out without a fight!
Rings, rings, the buffalo leather feels right.
Rings, rings, you've now been replaced with a strap
And I gaze at the Malden without it's rings
And I smile to myself and start to sing
Ho ho rings, rings, I didn't need you like I thought!
So-o, rings, rings, my Moleskines sit perfectly taught.
Oh-oh, rings, rings, some folks think I acted too rash.
So, rings, rings, enjoy your new life in the trash!
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Rings, rings, why do you get in the way?l?
Rings, rings, catching my fingers all day
Rings, rings, if only you'd just go away
And I sit all alone impatiently
With an inn-o-cent Malden in front of me
So, rings, rings, it looks like your taking a fall!
So, rings, rings, its ringectomy time after all!
They were here and now they're gone
Hey did I do something wrong?
I just can't believe that I could be so badly mistaken
Was it really such a thrill?
To remove you with my drill?
Will you hear me cry or will I feel I'm mistaken
Please forgive this mortal sin
As I chuck you in the bin, oh-oh
Rings, rings, You came out without a fight!
Rings, rings, the buffalo leather feels right.
Rings, rings, you've now been replaced with a strap
And I gaze at the Malden without it's rings
And I smile to myself and start to sing
Ho ho rings, rings, I didn't need you like I thought!
So-o, rings, rings, my Moleskines sit perfectly taught.
Oh-oh, rings, rings, some folks think I acted too rash.
So, rings, rings, enjoy your new life in the trash!
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