Self - Callgirls lyrics

Forgettful girls, with no thoughts put into action

The world's your distraction while your asleep

At the wheel

Forgetful girl, you've become a mother

Surroundings tend to suffer when the fiction

Is real

I can't lie I'm unable to pretend

I'm unable to defend your actions

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Psychic girl, where's my happy ending

Your methods patent pending

So what can't I smile

Psychic girl, caught between the rails

Your hearts still not in it

At three dollars a minute

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Lovetalk girl, I'll pin up your photo

And direct my video like I was Aerosmith

Lovetalk girl, to further waste my tissue and time

I'll remain on the line 'till you get off with me

-chorus-