Well, this time she left her number

And P S if this is Austin
I'm headed out to the lake
The telephone fell to the counter
She heard but she couldn't believe

This is no machine you're talkin' to
She waited three days
If it's Friday night I'm at the ballgame
And I still love you
I still love you
What kind of love that must be
I still love you
If you're callin' 'bout my heart, it's still yours
But I'll call you back when I get home
'Cause she talked about it all the time
Then she waited by the phone on Sunday evenin'
And first thing Saturday, if it don't rain
You're wastin' your time, I'm not buyin'
Before she called him up
If you're callin' 'bout the car I sold it
I should've listened to it a little more
And then she tried again
Then it wouldn't have taken me so long

You know what to do
I still love you

But not another word
If it's anybody else, wait for the tone
She didn't know what she'd say
And I'll be gone, all weekend long
But she heard three rings and then
Can't you tell, this is Austin
Is what she got
To know where I belong

It was almost a year
Three rings and an answering machine
On Sunday afternoon
What kind of man would hang on that long

If you've got somethin' to sell
And by the way, boy
And P S if this is Austin
He figured she'd gone back to Austin
If this is Tuesday night I'm bowling
And this is what he heard