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Single of The Day: Lady GaGa ft.Beyonce – Telephone
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Single of The Day: Lady GaGa ft.Beyonce – Telephone 

Photobucket“I wrote it for her a long time ago and she just didn’t use it for her album. It’s fine because I love the song and I get to perform it now.” — demikianlah pernyataan Lady Gaga mengenai penulisan lagu Telephone ini yang awalnya adalah ditujukan untuk album Circus miliknya Britney Spears. Gagal dinyanyikan orang lain, kenapa enggak menyanyikannya aja bareng orang lain? Maka terpilihlah Beyonce sebagai bintang tamunya. Hasilnya? Panas, super panas! Lagu yang diproduseri ama Darkchild ini Enerjik dan fresh! Musik yang diaransemen oleh Darkchild ini sangat apik. Dengarkan saja intronya, sangat teduh dan damai, namun selanjutnya kita dibantai dengan beat dance dari synthesized instruments plus vokal yang robotic dan rapid-fire. Meskipun Gaga berkuasa di bagian awal, tapi mereka berdua akur sejak bagian kedua hingga akhir lagu. I love it that way!

Liriknya sederhana saja, kalau si cewek ga suka diteleponin si cowok karena dia sedang sibuk. Sibuk apa? Sibuk goyang donk! Nih alasannya, “Not that I don’t like you, I’m just at a party. And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing.” Hayo semua bentuk barisan dan goyang bersama Telephone. e-e-e-e-e stop telephoning me!!!!
(Ai Hasibuan / CreativeDisc Contributors)

Lyrics:
Hello, hello, baby;
You called, I can’t hear a thing.
I have got no service
in the club, you see, see…
Wha-Wha-What did you say?
Oh, you’re breaking 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 left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin’, stop callin’,
I don’t wanna talk anymore!
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
Stop telephonin’ me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
I’m busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
Stop telephonin’ me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…

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 bub,
and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!

Call when 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 bub,
and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!

Beyonce:
Boy, the way you blowin’ 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,
’cause this is a disaster!
Callin’ 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,
’cause I’ll be dancin’.

‘Cause I’ll be dancin’
‘Cause I’ll be dancin’
Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls, ’cause I’ll be dancin’!

Stop callin’, stop callin’,
I don’t wanna think anymore!
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin’, stop callin’,
I don’t wanna talk anymore!
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.

Stop callin’, stop callin’,
I don’t wanna think anymore!
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin’, stop callin’,
I don’t wanna talk anymore!
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
Stop telephonin’ me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
I’m busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
Stop telephonin’ me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…

Can call all you want,
but there’s no one home,
you’re not gonna reach my telephone!
‘Cause I’m out in the club,
and I’m sippin’ that bub,
and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!

Call when you want,
but there’s no one home,
and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!
‘Cause I’m out in the club,
and I’m sippin’ that bub,
and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!

My telephone!
M-m-my telephone!
‘Cause I’m out in the club,
and I’m sippin’ that bub,
and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!

My telephone!
M-m-my telephone!
‘Cause I’m out in the club,
and I’m sippin’ that bub,
and you’re not gonna reach my telephone!

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