[Lady Gaga]
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Hello, hello, baby
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You called, I can’t hear a thing.
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I have got no service
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in the club, you see, see
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Wha-Wha-What did you say?
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Oh, you’re breaking up on me
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Sorry, I cannot hear you,
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I’m kinda busy.
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K-kinda busy
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K-kinda busy
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Sorry, I cannot hear you, I’m kinda busy.
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Just a second,
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it’s my favorite song they’re gonna play
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And I cannot text you with
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a drink in my hand, eh
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You shoulda made some plans with me,
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you knew that I was free.
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And now you won’t stop calling me;
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I’m kinda busy.
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Stop callin’, stop callin’,
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I don’t wanna think anymore!
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I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
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Stop callin’, stop callin’,
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I don’t wanna talk anymore!
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I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
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Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
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Stop telephonin’ me!
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Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
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I’m busy!
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Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
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Stop telephonin’ me!
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Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
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Can call all you want,
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but there’s no one home,
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and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!
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Out in the club,
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and I’m sippin’ that bub,
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and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!
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Call when you want,
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but there’s no one home,
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and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!
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Out in the club,
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and I’m sippin’ that bub,
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and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!
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[Beyonce]
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Boy, the way you blowin’ up my phone
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won’t make me leave no faster.
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Put my coat on faster,
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leave my girls no faster.
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I shoulda left my phone at home,
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’cause this is a disaster!
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Callin’ like a collector -
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sorry, I cannot answer!
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Not that I don’t like you,
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I’m just at a party.
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And I am sick and tired
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of my phone r-ringing.
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Sometimes I feel like
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I live in Grand Central Station.
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Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls,
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’cause I’ll be dancin’.
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‘Cause I’ll be dancin’
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‘Cause I’ll be dancin’
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Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls, ’cause I’ll be dancin’!
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Stop callin’, stop callin’,
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I don’t wanna think anymore!
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I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
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Stop callin’, stop callin’,
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I don’t wanna talk anymore!
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I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
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Stop callin’, stop callin’,
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I don’t wanna think anymore!
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I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
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Stop callin’, stop callin’,
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I don’t wanna talk anymore!
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I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
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Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
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Stop telephonin’ me!
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Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
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I’m busy!
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Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
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Stop telephonin’ me!
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Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
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Can call all you want,
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but there’s no one home,
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you’re not gonna reach my telephone!
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‘Cause I’m out in the club,
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and I’m sippin’ that bub,
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and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!
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Call when you want,
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but there’s no one home,
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and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!
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‘Cause I’m out in the club,
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and I’m sippin’ that bub,
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and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!
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My telephone!
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M-m-my telephone!
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‘Cause I’m out in the club,
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and I’m sippin’ that bub,
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and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!
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My telephone!
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M-m-my telephone!
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‘Cause I’m out in the club,
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and I’m sippin’ that bub,
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and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!
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We’re sorry the number you have reached is not in service at this time.
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Please check the number, or try your call again
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Telephone (feat. Beyonce)
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| Lady GaGa(레이디 가가) |
