Well, most of you guys should probably know about Lady Gaga, who was famous for her first official single that was known to tons of people, Just Dance, featuring Colby O’Donis.

Coming out with singles like Poker Face, Paparazzi, LoveGame, Bad Romance and the most recent one Telephone, was just great.

Beyonce also was featured in this song, and it was produced by Rodney Jerkins!

Check it out! It sounds very very addictive and nice!

I think this is way better than Beyonce’s Video Phone, which doesn’t sound that good.

I found out one thing, though many of you may have already noticed.

Lady Gaga and Beyonce both sang songs that are related to phones, and both of them collaborated on not one, but two songs. One by Miss Gaga ft. Miss B, the other one vice versa.

Awesome!

Anyway here are the lyrics to her song, courtesy of SongLyrics.com!

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

[ Lady Gaga Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
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 head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin’, stop callin’,
I don’t wanna talk anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.

Stop callin’, stop callin’,
I don’t wanna think anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin’, stop callin’,
I don’t wanna talk anymore!
I left my head 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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Sing along! I sure did like singing to it!