Baby Hotline
Please hold me close to you
Baby flatline
Still time to do it too
(Ha-ha-ha!)
Baby snack time
Chow down to earth
But in your head she's a
Hoarder of quarters
And no boundary boredom-dom
Boundary boredom!
I contend that your drinking eye has never opened
I insist somebody will die
And I hate hoping
Wishing that the pills let you cry
And I hate coping
Someday I will go back outside
And see her okay
Hung up and put it on hold! (-old)
(Hotline!)
My line is getting cold! (o-o-old)
(Hotline!)
Hung up and put it on hold! (o-o-old)
(Hotline!)
(Oh, uh, I'll try again though)
Baby Hotline
Please dial nine to get out!
No flatline
What were you scared about?
(Ha-ha-ha!)
Baby sat by and felt the wind
At least I called her a
Hoarder of quarters
And no boundary boredom-dom
Boundary boredom!
I contend that your drinking eye has never opened
I insist somebody will die
And I hate hoping
Wishing that the pills let you cry
And I hate coping
Someday I will go back outside
And see her okay
Hung up and put it on hold! (-old)
(Hotline!)
My line is getting cold! (o-o-old)
(Hotline!)
Hung up and put it on hold! (o-o-old)
(Hotline!)
Numb, feel burning with haste
And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste
I feel numb, I've been burning with haste
And I'm realizing now what a terrible waste
I feel numb, I've been burning with haste
And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste
I feel numb, I've been burning with haste
And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste
I feel numb
What a waste
What a waste
What a waste
Sunbathe 'til morning time
And your e-eyes
Will open wide
(What a waste)
Oh baby, nevermind
And my si-ight
Oh, run and hide
I can say
Oh, wrap it in with cinnamon
(What about...)
I've been dead
Oh, wrap the trouble now (Ha ha!)
I feel so good
Ring won't bend (And you did it)
Thinking bent, oh
I won't stay more anymore, oh I don't even think about it
Oh, you know I don't
Oh, you know I don't
Oh, you know I don't
Oh, you know I don't
I hate hoping, oh-oh-oh
I hate hoping, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I hate hoping, oh
I hate hoping, oh