She grew up half Dakota, half Louisiana past her child All of her skirts went past her ankles Pitch black, no TV on half the night She picked the phone up and she wrapped the cable on her finger I spoke gently And then I tried to pretend to hold her against And it sounds like ooooooooooooo And it sounds like ooooooooooooo Back before we went digital, digital, digital Way back before we went digital, digital, digital She grew up, then became All-American Mastermind She wrote a book, I wasn't in it I still call, then she pick up Time to time, but sometimes Don't get no signal in the ringer Play so gently And then I still pretend To hold her against me And it sounds like ooooooooooooo And it sounds like ooooooooooooo Back before we went digital, digital, digital Way back before we went digital, digital, digital And it sounds like ooooooooooooo And it sounds like ooooooooooooo Back before we went digital, digital, digital Way back before we went digital, digital, digital And it sounds like ooooooooooooo Way back before we went digital, digital, digital And it sounds like ooooooooooooo Da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da