Letra de Telephone Play No. 1 - U.s. Girls
Letra de canci�n de Telephone Play No. 1 de U.s. Girls lyrics
(Meg Remy:)
Hello?
(Friend:)
Hey, how are you doing, babe?
(Meg Remy:)
I'm ok, I'm still in bed. Bad dreams
(Friend:)
Your dreams are always bad
(Meg Remy:)
I know it's nothing new. It just happened
(Friend:)
What happened this time?
(Meg Remy:)
My dad sent me a digital file folder, and in it are all these nude photos of me as a child
(Friend:)
Sounds realistic
(Meg Remy:)
I know! The thing is, I was kinda hot stuff! I mean, I don't know, I looked good, so it was confusing!
(Friend:)
Wow, oh, God! Fathers and daughters
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/telephone-play-no--1-u-s--girls.php
(Meg Remy:)
Yeah, yeah, what about mothers and sons?
(Friend:)
Yeah, but fathers and daughters
(Meg Remy:)
Yeah, but mothers and daughters, man, fuck!
(Friend:)
Yeah, there's just kinda no comparison
(Meg Remy:)
The worst is fathers and sons
(Friend:)
Oh, God, yeah, ok, that's the worst
(Meg Remy:)
At least I'm no one's son
(Friend:)
Thank God for that! You just might be one of those sons that turns into a fascist dictator
(Meg Remy:)
Yeah, instead of just another woman with no self-esteem
(Crowd laughs)
Hello?
(Friend:)
Hey, how are you doing, babe?
(Meg Remy:)
I'm ok, I'm still in bed. Bad dreams
(Friend:)
Your dreams are always bad
(Meg Remy:)
I know it's nothing new. It just happened
(Friend:)
What happened this time?
(Meg Remy:)
My dad sent me a digital file folder, and in it are all these nude photos of me as a child
(Friend:)
Sounds realistic
(Meg Remy:)
I know! The thing is, I was kinda hot stuff! I mean, I don't know, I looked good, so it was confusing!
(Friend:)
Wow, oh, God! Fathers and daughters
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/telephone-play-no--1-u-s--girls.php
(Meg Remy:)
Yeah, yeah, what about mothers and sons?
(Friend:)
Yeah, but fathers and daughters
(Meg Remy:)
Yeah, but mothers and daughters, man, fuck!
(Friend:)
Yeah, there's just kinda no comparison
(Meg Remy:)
The worst is fathers and sons
(Friend:)
Oh, God, yeah, ok, that's the worst
(Meg Remy:)
At least I'm no one's son
(Friend:)
Thank God for that! You just might be one of those sons that turns into a fascist dictator
(Meg Remy:)
Yeah, instead of just another woman with no self-esteem
(Crowd laughs)