[00:00.000] 作词 : Jack Stauber
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jack Stauber
[00:03.188]Baby Hotline, please hold me close to you
[00:07.173]Baby flatline, still time to do it too (Ha-ha-ha!)
[00:11.191]Baby snack time, chow down to earth
[00:13.372]But in your head she’s a
[00:14.662]Hoarder of quarters
[00:16.683]And no boundary boredom-dom
[00:18.690]Boundary boredom!
[00:22.958]I contend that your drinking eye has never opened
[00:26.990]I insist somebody will die and I hate hoping
[00:30.929]Wishing that the pills let you cry and I hate coping
[00:34.950]Someday I will go back outside and see her okay
[00:54.925](Hotline!)
[00:56.257]Hung up and put on hold! (-old)
[00:58.902](Hotline!)
[01:00.266]My line is getting cold! (-o-o-old)
[01:03.018](Hotline!)
[01:04.219]Hung up and put on hold! (-o-o-old)
[01:06.937](Hotline!)
[01:10.175](No, uh, I’ll try again though)
[01:11.163]Baby Hotline, please dial nine to get out!
[01:14.979]No flatline, what were you scared about? (Ha-ha-ha!)
[01:19.186]Baby sat by and felt the wind
[01:21.259]At least I called her a
[01:22.794]Hoarder of quarters
[01:24.645]And no boundary boredom-dom
[01:26.711]Boundary boredom!
[01:30.977]I contend that your drinking eye has never opened
[01:35.008]I insist somebody will die and I hate hoping
[01:38.961]Wishing that the pills let you cry and I hate coping
[01:42.962]Someday I will go back outside and see her okay
[01:47.000](For a while)
[01:51.004](While, oh) (Hahahahahaha…)
[01:54.972](For a while)
[01:59.024](While, oh)
[02:02.948](Hotline!)
[02:04.299]Hung up and put on hold! (-old)
[02:06.974](Hotline!)
[02:08.284]My line is getting cold! (-o-o-old)
[02:10.987](Hotline!)
[02:12.248]Hung up and put on hold! (-o-o-old)
[02:14.939](Hotline!)
[02:19.145]Numb, feel burning with haste
[02:22.393]And I’m realizing now it’s a terrible waste
[02:24.736]I feel numb, I feel burning with haste
[02:27.639]And I’m realizing now what a terrible waste
[02:30.574]I feel numb, I feel burning with haste
[02:33.537]And I’m realizing now it’s a terrible waste
[02:36.532]I feel numb, I feel burning with haste
[02:39.628]And I’m realizing now it’s a terrible waste
[02:42.619]I feel numb
[03:06.776]What a waste
[03:14.451]What a waste
[03:22.391]What a waste
[03:23.394]Sunbathe ’til morning time
[03:26.167]And your e-eyes will open wide
[03:30.402](What a waste)
[03:31.471]Oh baby, nevermind
[03:34.271]To my si-ight, oh, run and hide
[03:38.836]I can say
[03:40.363]Oh, wrap it in with cinnamon
[03:42.202](What about…)
[03:42.898]I’ve been dead
[03:44.378]Oh, wrap the trouble now (Ha ha!)
[03:47.053]I feel so good, you’re welcome (If you did it)
[03:50.924]Thinking bent, oh
[03:52.920]I won’t stay more anymore, oh I don’t even think about it
[03:56.066]Oh, you know I don’t
[03:59.755]Oh, you know I don’t
[04:03.807]Oh, you know I don’t
[04:07.712]Oh, you know I don’t
[04:11.454]I hate hoping, oh-oh-oh
[04:15.359]I hate hoping, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
[04:19.390]I hate hoping, oh
[04:23.409]I hate hoping, oh

作词 : Jack Stauber
作曲 : Jack Stauber
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
(Hotline!)
Hung up and put on hold! (-old)
(Hotline!)
My line is getting cold! (-o-o-old)
(Hotline!)
Hung up and put on hold! (-o-o-old)
(Hotline!)
(No, 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
(For a while)
(While, oh) (Hahahahahaha…)
(For a while)
(While, oh)
(Hotline!)
Hung up and put on hold! (-old)
(Hotline!)
My line is getting cold! (-o-o-old)
(Hotline!)
Hung up and put 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 feel burning with haste
And I’m realizing now what a terrible waste
I feel numb, I feel burning with haste
And I’m realizing now it’s a terrible waste
I feel numb, I feel 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
To 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, you’re welcome (If 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