I can’t believe how you looked at me

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jueves, 20 de mayo de 2010

You’re not gonna reach my telephone ♫ ♥




Hello hello baby
 you called I can’t 
hear a thing 
I have got no service In the club,
 you say? say? Wha-wha-what did you say huh? 
You’re breakin’ 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 
 (Chorus) Stop callin’ Stop callin’ I don’t wanna think anymore 
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor Stop callin’ Stop callin’
 I don’t wanna talk anymore I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
  E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e Stop telephonin’ 
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e I’m busy e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e Stop 
telephonin’ Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e Can call all you want but there’s 
no one home And you’re not gonna reach my telephone  ‘Cuz
 I’m out in the club And I’m sippin that bubb And you’re 
not gonna reach my telephone
  Can call all you want but there’s no one home 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone  ‘Cuz
 I’m out in the club And I’m sippin that bubb And you’re
 not gonna reach my telephone  (Beyonce) Boy why you 
blown 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
 ‘Cuz this is a disaster Calling like a collector Sorry, I can’t answer  
(Lady GaGa) Not that I don’t like you I’m just at a party And 
I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing (Beyonce) Sometimes
 I feel like I live in grand central station Tonight
 I’m not takin’ no calls ‘Cuz I’ll be dancin’  (Chorus) Stop callin’ Stop callin’
 I don’t wanna think anymore I got my head and my heart on the
 dancefloor Stop callin’ Stop callin’  Stop callin’ Stop callin’
 I don’t wanna think anymore I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor 
Stop callin’ Stop callin’ I don’t wanna talk anymore
 I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor  E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
 Stop telephonin’ Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e I’m busy e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
 Stop telephonin’ Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e 
Can call all you want but there’s no one home And you’re not gonna reach
 my telephone  ‘Cuz I’m out in the club And I’m sippin that bubb 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone  Can call all you
 want but there’s no one home And you’re not gonna reach my telephone  
‘Cuz I’m out in the club And I’m sippin that bubb And you’re not gonna 
reach my telephone  My telephone Ma ma ma telephone 
‘Cuz I’m out in the club And I’m sippin that bubb And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
  My telephone Ma ma ma telephone ‘Cuz
 I’m out in the club And I’m sippin that bubb And you’re not gonna reach my telephone ♫ ♥