Telephone - Lady GaGa feat. Beyonce

Hello, hello, baby; 
You called, I can’t hear a thing. 
I have got no service 
In the club, you see, see 
Wha-Wha-What did you say? 
Oh, you’re breaking up on me 
Sorry, I cannot hear you, 
I’m kinda busy. 

K-kinda busy 
K-kinda busy 
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I’m kinda busy. 

Just a second, 
It’s my favorite song they’re gonna play 
And I cannot text you with 
A drink in my hand, eh 
You shoulda made some plans with me, 
You knew that I was free. 
And now you won’t stop calling me; 
I’m kinda busy. 

Stop callin’, stop callin’, 
I don’t wanna think anymore! 
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor. 
Stop callin’, stop callin’, 
I don’t wanna talk anymore! 
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor. 

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh 
Stop telephonin’ me! 
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh 
I’m busy! 
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh 
Stop telephonin’ me! 
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh 

Can call all you want, 
But there’s no one home, 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone! 
Out in the club, 
And I’m sippin’ that bub, 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone! 

Call when you want, 
But there’s no one home, 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone! 
Out in the club, 
And I’m sippin’ that bub, 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone! 

Boy, the way you blowin’ up my phone 
Won’t make me leave no faster. 
Put my coat on faster, 
Leave my girls no faster. 
I shoulda left my phone at home, 
’Cause this is a disaster! 
Callin’ like a collector, - Sorry, I cannot answer! 

Not that I don’t like you, 
I’m just at a party. 
And I am sick and tired 
Of my phone r-ringing. 
Sometimes I feel like 
I live in Grand Central Station. 
Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls, 
’Cause I’ll be dancin’. 

‘Cause I’ll be dancin’ 
‘Cause I’ll be dancin’ 
Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls, 
’Cause I’ll be dancin’! 

Stop callin’, stop callin’, 
I don’t wanna think anymore! 
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor. 
Stop callin’, stop callin’, 
I don’t wanna talk anymore! 
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor. 

Stop callin’, stop callin’, 
I don’t wanna think anymore! 
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor. 
Stop callin’, stop callin’, 
I don’t wanna talk anymore! 
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor. 

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh 
Stop telephonin’ me! 
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh 
I’m busy! 
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh 
Stop telephonin’ me! 
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh 

Can call all you want, 
But there’s no one home, 
You’re not gonna reach my telephone! 
‘Cause I’m out in the club, 
And I’m sippin’ that bub, 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone! 

Call when you want, 
But there’s no one home, 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone! 
‘Cause I’m out in the club, 
And I’m sippin’ that bub, 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone! 

My telephone! 
M-m-my telephone! 
‘Cause I’m out in the club, 
And I’m sippin’ that bub, 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone! 

My telephone! 
M-m-my telephone! 
‘Cause I’m out in the club, 
And I’m sippin’ that bub, 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone!