I got home last night At 10 past 2 My floks turned blue Their tempers flew I got to be in bed At quarter to 10 There go those rules again *Too many rules Too many rules Folks are just fools Making too many rules I pray the stars above I haven't lost your love Coz there are too many rules When you call me on the telephone It's not my own They've made it known So you must call me only now and then There go those rules again *Repeat