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Come, I really need you now
I can't cope without you at all
You are unarmed against these words
After all, you are a hostage to my problems
You will run after me anywhere
You'll kick yourself for what you missed.
Yes, I'm probably being mean
But you deserve it with your whining
I'm dialing your number
Bringing you out of a coma
Phone book
Here's my menu
Hey baby, oh boy
Take me home
And tomorrow I'll tell you
I won't call back
On insta, you get stuck on my pictures
Either pay or zip up your fly
Forgive me for all my severity
My little finger is longer than your pride
Others are never bored with me
You were right honey, I'm a bad bitch!
Sberbank will approve your loan
And a wild bang-bang awaits me
I'm dialing your number
Bringing you out of a coma
Phone book
Here's my menu
Hey baby, oh boy
Take me home
And tomorrow I'll tell you
I won't call you back
I'm dialing your number
Bringing you out of a coma
Phone book
Here's my menu
Hey baby, oh boy
Take me home
And tomorrow I'll tell you
I won't call you back
I'm dialing your number...
Phone book
Here's my menu
Hey baby, oh boy...
And tomorrow I'll tell you
I won't call you back