sábado, 29 de maio de 2010

Amo essa músicaaaa !! telephoneHello, hello, baby, you called, I can't hear a thingI have got no service in the club, you see, seeWha-wha-what did you say? Oh, you're breaking up on meSorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busyK-kinda busy, k-kinda busySorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busyJust a second, it's my favorite song they're gonna playAnd I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, ehYou shoulda made some plans with me, you knew that I was freeAnd now you won't stop calling me, I'm kinda busyStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna think anymoreI left my hand and my heart on the dance floorStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna talk anymoreI left my hand and my heart on the dance floorEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... Stop telephoning meEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... I'm busyEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... Stop telephoning meEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... I'm busyCan call all you want, but there's no one homeAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneOut in the club and I'm sipping that bubAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneCall when you want, but there's no one homeAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneOut in the club and I'm sipping that bubAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneBoy, the way you blowing up my phoneWon't make me leave no fasterPut my coat on fasterÇeave my girls no fasterI shoulda left my phone at home'Cause this is a disasterCalling like a collectorSorry, I cannot answerNot that I don't like you, I'm just at a partyAnd I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringingSometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central StationTonight I'm not taking no calls 'cause I'll be dancing'Cause I'll be dancing, 'cause I'll be dancingTonight I'm not taking no calls 'cause I'll be dancingStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna think anymoreI left my hand and my heart on the dance floorStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna talk anymoreI left my hand and my heart on the dance floorStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna think anymoreI left my hand and my heart on the dance floorStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna talk anymoreI left my hand and my heart on the dance floorEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... Stop telephoning meEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... I'm busyEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... Stop telephoning meEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... I'm busyCan call all you want, but there's no one homeAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneOut in the club and I'm sipping that bubAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneCall when you want, but there's no one homeAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneOut in the club and I'm sipping that bubAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneMy telephone, m-m-my telephone'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sipping that bubAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneMy telephone, m-m-my telephone'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sipping that bubAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneWe're sorry... The number you have reachedIs not in service at this timePlease check the number, or try your call again letras de Lady Gaga