Yea baby, it hurts a bunch The girls got going and we had a munch I’ll never have a liquid lunch I promise on a dime, it’s the last time I just can’t apologize For what I did to myself My bed’s an ocean liner And I can’t call for help I promise on a dime

Late night when you need my love I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing You used to call me on my cell phone Call me on my cell phone You used to call me on my, you used to, you used to Ever since I left the city you Got a reputation

How can we stay on the sideline The last call to rise up Our estates are under fire Our villers fall prey to village How long will we tare this lying down? Refuse to quell the anger Time has come to take up arms again This is the flash of our last hope

All the voices in my mind Calling out across the line (I saw scars upon her) Calling out across the line (tell me when it kicks in) Calling out across the line (broken hearted) So tell me when it kicks in How'd I get so faded If you loved me how'd you

It's calling me back to my home HomeIt's what I long for I can't keep away from her touch The Sleeper: Shine- lake of fire Lines take me higher My mind drips desire Confined and overtired Living this charade

Hell before you naw, rollin' off just right Man, that town is small, boys But you have a ball, boys Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night Y'all boys with that southern drawl, boys Yeah, truck's stuck, who you gon' call? Pretty girl, who you gon' fall for?

Always somewhere Miss you where I've been I'll be back to love you again Arrive at seven the place feels good No time to call you today Encores till eleven then Chinese food Back to the hotel again I call your number the line ain't free I like to tell

Phonography, phonography, Let's talk about biology, Talk that sexy talk to me, Better make sure that the line is clean, Keep it confidential, you and me. Dirty talking, call it phonography (hey) And I make no apologies, (uh uh) I'm into phonography, (uh

Never been this close to heaven Got the pretty turned up to eleven Droppin' them dead on the dance floor Somebody better call a doctor She's a little heart stopper I'm talkin' breaker breaker one-niner Sippin' on this seven-seven Dang, girl, look at you

See the line where the sky meets the sea it calls me And no one knows, how far it goes If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me I've been standing at the edge of the water 'Long as I can remember, never really knowing why I wish I could be the