Telephone

It's a joy The music It's a joy The music Another night alone again I'm feeling low and cynical But I close my eyes and I see you, my own How'd you get into my head? How'd you break into my dreams? Suddenly I need you here, not in 2D 'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone 'Cause I need you in real time, three-dimensional Whatcha doing tonight? I'm available To adore, to be yours It's a joy Join the beat The music, the music Don't need no phone, don't need no screen I need it real to feel complete I can't hold you close, and it's weighing on my soul How'd you get into my head? How'd you break into my dreams? Suddenly I need you here, not in 2D 'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone 'Cause I need you in real time, three-dimensional Whatcha doing tonight? I'm available To adore, to be yours 'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone 'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone 'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone 'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone It's a joy It's a joy It's a joy Join the beat The music, the music It's a joy Join the beat The music, the music 'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone 'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone 'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone 'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone