Voicemail jungle song funny lyrics: Lost in a Voicemail Jungle Portuguese office phone voice mail maze.  MickTerry.com

Voicemail jungle song funny lyrics: Lost in a Voicemail Jungle Portuguese office phone voice mail maze.  MICK TERRY
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LOST IN A VOICE MAIL JUNGLE
Copyright 2001 - MickTerry.com

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An urgent call to Memphis
to reach a friend of mine;
a vital question, yes or no,
should not take too much time.
The only time to reach him
is in the early day
before his noon departure
for a three-week trip away.

I dial his office number,
direct line to his desk.
Instead of hearing his deep voice,
I get this message next:
"You've reached the lines of AirTech.
Our menu has been changed."
And then she drones directions,
but not a single name.

    LOST IN A VOICE MAIL JUNGLE.
    Trapped in a phone mail maze.
    No one to help if I should stumble.
    Stuck in a loop. Could be lost for days.

"Dial 1 if you speak English.
Dial 2 for Portuguese.
Dial 3 if you know the secret code.
Dial 4 if you brushed your teeth ... "
And on and on and so forth,
until I just give in,
press "0" to reach a human,
but then it starts again.

"Dial 1 if you speak English ... "
This time I hear them all,
and find a name directory
to help complete my call.
Before I finish spelling
my friend's quite lengthy name,
it offers three names to me,
but none are quite the same.

    CHORUS

        One ringey-dingey, two ringey-dingey.
        Where's that human touch?
        Three ringey-dingey, four ringey-dingey.
        It's getting to be way too much.

I try the same procedure:
again, the same results.
In heightened desperation now:
is this so difficult?
I try the offered persons,
get nothing but voice mail.
The violent way I'm feeling,
I might end up in jail.

I'm getting so frustrated,
I'm slamming down the phone.
And even though I've hung it up,
it calls me back at home.
"Dial 1 if you speak English ... "
By now, my friend has gone.
And now my phone is flying
out the window to the lawn.

    CHORUS

Copyright 2001  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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