words and music by Kathy Schaeffer and Rick Paul

You say you’re working late again, third time this week
I’ve never once complained, but we barely get to speak
And all your unpaid overtime kinda set off an alarm
See, I know you’re slaving away in someone’s arms

So go ahead and work those fingers to the bone
Just give me a jingle ‘fore you come back home
And if the phone rings and rings off the wall
You’ll know I’m gone when I don’t answer your call
Yes, you’ll know I’m gone when I don’t answer your call

I don’t know how much more of this I’m supposed to take
Even if you told the truth, what difference would it make
So maybe this is for the best, guess it’s time to say goodbye
‘Cause there’s nothing left when life becomes a lie

So tell me one last time it’s work that you must do
Oh, baby – I almost believe you

But go ahead and work those fingers to the bone
Just give me a jingle ‘fore you come back home
And if the phone rings and rings off the wall
You’ll know I’m gone when I don’t answer your call
Yes, you’ll know I’m gone when I don’t answer your call