Julietta On The Telephone Lyrics

Julietta, she's working for the Sunday Mail

On Mondays

Julietta, Julietta, Juliet, Juliet, Julietta on the telephone

On hold, or she's calling

She always told me that her job was a drag

She told me she was saving up to move out

Of home

In advertising, she'll tell you that you'll have to pay

On Tuesday

She never told me why her mum left her dad

She only told me that she never looked back

At home

She always told me that her life was a drag

She told me she was saving up to move out

Of home