Kissing Papa Thro' The Telephone - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Kissing Papa thro' the Telephone. Copyright, 1889, by The W. F. Shaw Co. Words and Musi by Thomas P. Westendorf. 
Papa's gone away, to be gone all day. And he left me sleeping in my lied alone; Now his parting kiss he'll be sure to miss, So I'll send it to him thro' the telephone; He's so good and kind that he does not mind If I should disturb him, and I know full well He will smile and say, when he comes to-day. That it made him glad to hear me ring the bell. 
Refrain. Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling-Hello! Is that you, papa? I am waiting here alone! Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling-Hello! I want to kiss you through the telephone! 
Well, indeed, that's nice: why I kissed him twice. And I heard him laughing cause it felt so queer; Then there came a smack-he was kissing back; Oh, his merry chuckle I could plainly hear. Now I'll try once more if He's in the store; he will answer quickly, for I know full well He will smile and say, when he comes to-day. That it made him glad to hear me ring the bell.- Chorus.