“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

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
Out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
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 bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

Boy the way you blowing 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 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
‘Cuz I’ll be dancin’
I’ll be dancin’
I’ll be dancin’
Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls
Cuz I’ll be dancin’

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

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
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

(We’re sorry, we’re sorry
The number you have reached
Is not in service at this time
Please check the number, or try your call again)

Popularity: 16%

“Monster”

Don’t call me GaGa
I’ve never seen one like that before
Don’t look at me like that
You amaze me

He ate my heart
He a-a-ate my heart
(You little monster)

He ate my heart
He a-a-ate my heart out
(You amaze me)

Look at him
Look at me
That boy is bad
And honestly
He’s a wolf in disguise
But I can’t stop staring in those evil eyes

I asked my girlfriend if she’d seen you round before
She mumbled something while we got down on the floor baby
We might’ve fucked not really sure, don’t quite recall
But something tells me that I’ve seen him, yeah

That boy is a monster
M-M-M-Monster
That boy is a monster
M-M-M-Monster
That boy is a monster
Er-er-er-er

He ate my heart
(I love that girl)
He ate my heart
(Wanna talk to her, she’s hot as hell)

He licked his lips
Said to me
Girl you look good enough to eat
Put his arms around me
Said “Boy now get your paws right off me”

I asked my girlfriend if she’d seen you round before
She mumbled something while we got down on the floor baby
We might’ve fucked not really sure, don’t quite recall
But something tells me that I’ve seen him, yeah

That boy is a monster
M-M-M-Monster
That boy is a monster
M-M-M-Monster
That boy is a monster
Er-er-er-er

He ate my heart
(I love that girl)
He ate my heart
(Wanna talk to her, she’s hot as hell)

He ate my heart
He ate my heart
Instead he’s a monster in my bed

I wanna Just Dance
But he took me home instead
Uh oh! There was a monster in my bed
We french kissed on a subway train
He tore my clothes right off

He ate my heart then he ate my brain
Uh oh uh oh
(I love that girl)
(Wanna talk to her, she’s hot as hell)

That boy is a monster
M-m-m-monster
(Could I love him?)

That boy is a monster
M-m-m-monster
(Could I love him?)

That boy is a monster
M-m-m-monster
(Could I love him?)

That boy is a monster
Er-er-er-er

[Thanks to Kostas for these lyrics]

[ LADY GAGA LYRICS at www.AZLyrics.com ]

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Popularity: unranked

“Fashion”

Oh oh
La la la
I am, I’m too fabulous
I’m so, fierce that it’s so nuts
I live, to be model thin
Dress me, I’m your mannequin

j’adore vivienne habillez-moi
Gucci, Fendi et Prada.
valentino, Armani too.
Merde I love them Jimmy Choo

Fashion put it all on me
Don’t you want to see these clothes on me
Fashion put it all on me
I am anyone you want me to be [2x]

Oh oh
La la la
We love designer

I need, some new stilettos
Can’t walk, down the street in those
You are, who you wear it’s true
A girl’s just as hot as the shoes she choose

J’adore Weitzman, habillez-moi
Louis, Dolce Gabbana, Alexander McQueen, eh ou.
Merde I love those Manolo

Fashion put it all on me
Don’t you want to see these clothes on me
Fashion put it all on me
I am anyone you want me to be [2x]

Oh oh
La la la
We love designer
Oh oh
La la la
We love designer

Fashion put it all on me
Don’t you want to see these clothes on me
Fashion put it all on me
I am anyone you want me to be
Fashion put it all on me
Don’t you want to see these clothes on me
Fashion put it all on me
I am anyone you want me to be

Fashion put it all on me
Don’t you want to see these clothes on me
Fashion put it all on me
I am anyone you want me to be
Fashion put it all on me
Don’t you want to see these clothes on me
Fashion put it all on me
I am anyone you want me to be

Popularity: unranked

“Alejandro”

I know that we are young
And I know that you may love me
But I just can’t be with you like this anymore
Alejandro

She’s got both hands
In her pocket
And she won’t look at you (won’t look at you)
She hides true love
En su bolsillo
She’s got a halo around her finger
Around you

You know that I love you boy
Hot like Mexico
Rejoice
At this point I’ve gotta choose
Nothing to lose

Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name
Alejandro
I’m not your babe
I’m not your babe
Fernando
Don’t wanna kiss
Don’t wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name
Roberto

Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro-e-ro

Stop
Please, just let me go
Alejandro
Just let me go

She’s not broken
She’s just a baby
But her boyfriend’s like her dad
Just like a dad
And all those flame that
Burned before him
Now he’s gotta firefight
Got-cool the bad

You know that I love you boy
Hot like Mexico
Rejoice
At this point I’ve gotta choose
Nothing to lose

Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name
Alejandro
I’m not your babe
I’m not your babe
Fernando
Don’t wanna kiss
Don’t wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name
Roberto

Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro-e-ro

Don’t bother me
Don’t bother me
Alejandro
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name
Bye Fernando
I’m not your babe
I’m not your babe
Alejandro
Don’t wanna kiss
Don’t wanna touch
Fernando

Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name
Alejandro
I’m not your babe
I’m not your babe
Fernando
Don’t wanna kiss
Don’t wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name
Roberto

Alejandro
Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro-e-ro

Popularity: unranked

“Retro Dance Freak”

Hello everybody!
Get a ride to the west side,
Kiss the girl with her tongue tied.

Hello everybody!
We’ll get out cause you don’t care,
Shut down like software.

Hello everybody!
Take a sip for the hip-hop,
If you look for the rest stop.

We’re just physical creatures of the underworld,
She is the queen of the faux Disco Scene.

Retro, Dance, Freak! (Retro, Retro, Dance …)
Singin’ retro-dance beats,
Retro, Dance, Freak!
Undercover, the girl needs her lover

What’s up everybody?
Take a ride on an airplane,
Take a bath in champagne.

Whats up everybody?
Watch the girls all curtsy for the paparazzi!

Let’s go, everybody!
It’s time that we rotate, ’cause it’s getting real late

We’re Just Physical Creatures Of The Underworld
She Is The Queen Of The Faux(?)-Disco Scene

Retro, Dance, Freak! (Retro, Retro, Dance …)
Singin’ retro-dance beats (Retro, Retro, Freak …)
Retro, Dance, Freak!
Undercover, the girl needs her lover.

Retro, Dance, Freak! (Retro, Retro, Dance …)
Singin’ retro-dance beats (Retro, Retro, Freak …)
Retro, Dance, Freak!
Undercover, the girl needs her lover.

Retro, Dance, Freak! (Retro, Retro, Dance …)
Singin’ retro-dance beats (Retro, Retro, Freak …)
Retro, Dance, Freak!
Undercover, oh, the girl she needs her lover

We’re Just Physical Creatures Of The Underworld
She Is The Queen Of The Faux(?)-Disco Scene

Retro, Dance, Freak! (Retro, Retro, Dance …)
Singin’ retro-dance beats (Retro, Retro, Freak …)
Retro, Dance, Freak!
Undercover, the girl needs her lover

Retro, Dance, Freak! (Retro, Retro, Dance …)
Singin’ retro-dance beats (Retro, Retro, Freak …)
Retro, Dance, Freak!
Undercover, the girl needs her lover

Popularity: 3%

“I Like It Rough”

Your love is nothing I can’t fight,
Can’t sleep with the man who dims my shine.

I’m in the bedroom,
With tissues and when,
I know you’re outside banging then I won’t let you in.
‘Cause it’s a hard life, with love in the world,
And I’m a hard girl,
Loving me is like chewing on pearls.

[Chorus:]
You’ve got me wandering why I,
I like it rough I,
I like it rough I,
I like it rough. [x2]

Won’t go without my fix tonight,
It’s a little too rough.
Prom girl wipes her tears with silver lines.
And she can’t get enough.

I’m in the bedroom,
With tissues and when,
I know you’re outside banging then I won’t let you in.
‘Cause it’s a hard life, with love in the world,
And I’m a hard girl,
Loving me is like straightening curls.

[Chorus]

I’m shiny and I know it,
Don’t know why you wanna blow it,
Need a man who likes it rough, likes it rough, likes it rough. [x2]

Is it because you don’t mean it?
Or because I don’t feel it?
Yes it’s rough. [x2]
(Lady Gaga)

[Chorus]

Popularity: 2%

“Summerboy”

1, 2, 3

Nowhere
Yeah we’re going nowhere fast
Maybe this time, ill be yours you’ll be mine
c-c-c-crazy, get your ass in my bed
Baby you’ll be, just my summer boyfriend
Summer boy

Lets get lost you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
Bikini tops, coming o-o-off
Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
You’ll wake up and im not around
Ive got to go oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We’ll still have the summer after all

Sometimes, you might start a fight
But Im happy pretending we’re alright (alright)
Sun glasses, cover up my green eyes
My martini glistens, yeah
While checking out other guys
Summer boy

Lets get lost you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
Bikini tops, coming o-o-off
Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
You’ll wake up and Im not around
Ive got to go oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We’ll still have the summer after all

Hey there summer boy
Lets go for a drive
Take me for a ride
Never gonna close our eyes

Hey there summer boy
Im a busy girl
Don’t got too much time
Hurry up before I change my mind

Hey there summer boy
Im taking off my heels
Lets go for a run
Have a little summer fun
Have a little summer fun
Summer boy

Lets get lost you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
Bikini tops, popping o-o-off
Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
You’ll wake up and Im not around
You’ve got to go oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We’ll still have the summer after

Lets get lost you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
You’ll be my summer-summer boy

Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
You’ll wake up and Im not around
You’ll be my summer-summer boy

And we’ll still have the summer after all

I’ve got my-
Yes I’ve got my-
I’ve got my summer-summer boy

Popularity: unranked

“Brown Eyes”

In your brown eyes, walked away
In your brown eyes, couldn’t stay
In your brown eyes, you watch her go

And turn the record on
And wonder what went wrong
What went wrong

If everything was everything
But everything is over
Everything could be everything
If only we were older

Guess it’s just a silly song about you
And how I lost you
And your brown eyes

In your brown eyes, I was feeling low
’cause they’re brown eyes and you never know
Got some brown eyes, but I saw her face

I knew that it was wrong
So baby, turn the record on
Play that song

Where everything was everything
But everything is over
Everything could be everything
If only we were older

Guess it’s just a silly song about you
And how I lost you
And your brown eyes

Everything was everything
But baby it’s the last show
Everything could be everything
But it’s time to say goodbye so
Get your last fix, and your last hit
Grab your old girl with her new tricks

Honey yeah, it’s no surprise
I got lost in your brown eyes

In your brown eyes
Brown, brown eyes
Your brown eyes
Brown, brown eyes
Got some brown eyes
Brown, brown eyes
Your brown eyes

Popularity: unranked

“Boys Boys Boys”

Hey there sugar baby
Saw you twice at the pop show
You taste just like glitter mixed with rock and roll
I like you a lot lot
Think you’re really hot hot

I know you think you’re special
When we dance real crazy
Glam-aphonic, electronic, disco baby
I like you a lot lot
All we want is hot hot

[Chorus:]
Boys boys boys
We like boys in cars
Boys boys boys
Buy us drinks in bars
Boys boys boys
With hairspray and denim
Boys boys boys
We love them!

Oh, oh

Baby is a bad boy
With some retro sneakers
Let’s go see The Killers
And make out in the bleachers
I like you a lot lot
Think you’re really hot hot
Let’s go to the party
Heard our buddy’s the DJ
Don’t forget my lipstick
I left it in your ashtray
I like you a lot lot
All we want is hot hot

[Chorus]

I’m not loose, I like to party
Let’s get lost in your Ferrari
Not psychotic or dramatic
I like boys and that is that
Love it when you call me legs
In the morning buy me eggs
Watch your heart when we’re together
Boys like you love me forever

Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Chorus x2]

We love them!

[Chorus]

(We love them!)

Popularity: unranked

“Again Again”

You’ve gotta a lot of lot of nerve
Coming here when I’m still with him
And I can’t have you, it isn’t fair
Born march of ‘86, my birthday’s coming
And if I had one wish
Yeah, you’d be it

When you’re ’round
I lose myself inside your mouth
You’ve got brown eyes
Like no one else
Baby make it to me

Again and again
Again, again, again, again
Never stop again and again
Again, again, a-a-again, again
Never stop, oh

He never really saw me
Or waited when we were hooking up
Yeah he’d a never last
Last week when I was sad
You said that you knew
My eyes change from kinda green
To kinda blue… heya

When you’re ’round
I lose myself inside your mouth
You’ve got brown eyes
Like no one else
Baby make it to me

Again and again
Again, again, again, again
Never stop again and again
Again, again, a-a-again, again
Never stop

They tell me if I leave him
Baby would you be there
’cause maybe you could
Be m-m-mine all the t-t-time

Popularity: unranked