Hello (Fresh Dance Mix) [2025 Remaster]

Hello (hello)

Hello (hello)
Hello (hello)

Hello (hello)
Hello (hello)

I tried to tell them that I didn't want to sing
But I'd gladly write a song instead
They said okay and everything was cool
'Til a camera tried to get in my bed

(Hello) my bed
Hello (hello)

I was sittin' pretty with a beautiful friend ("oh, darling")
When this man tries to get in the car ("'ey Prince, c'mon, give us a smile eh?")
No introduction, "How you been?"
Just "Up yours, smile, that's right, you're a star!" (Star)

You call 'em bodyguards but I call 'em my friends
I guess I'm used to havin' 'em around
And cameras by nature like rewards
That's the trouble I get when I'm Uptown

I'm not afraid to die (don't be afraid)
Oh, no, there's a better place ('cause there's a better place to go)
I eat what I want (you can eat what you want)
Whole wheat toast (anything is cool in moderation)
And I'm happy, and that's for sure

We're against hungry children, our record stands tall
There's just as much hunger here at home
We'll do what we can if y'all try and understand
A flower that has water will grow
And the child misunderstood will go

Hello
Hello
Hello
(Hello)

Everybody

Got to hit, got to hit, hit us
Hell, hello
Hey love, this is Aya
We went to bed early
Instead of playin' like shit and up to do
She broke the rules often
And when I cut off her hand
She latched on me and calmly left the room

Why can't you be like the others?
I cry out over and again
Why can't you learn to play by the rules?
Baby, life is sad because I am not the others
I'm unique in the respect I'm not you

I love my father, God above
And would never try to hurt you
Despite all the ways you try to hurt me
Call me a broad, an uncaring wretch
But I'm an artist, and my only aim is to please
Please you and yours, myself and mine
Isn't life cruel enough without cruel words?
Cruel words

You see, words are like shoes
They're just somethin' to stand on
I wish you could be in my shoes
But they're probably so high you'd fall off and die for the view

Words are definitely not shoes
They're weapons and tools of destruction
And your time is boring unless you're puttin' somethin' down
What would life be if we believed what we read
And a smile that's just hidin' in the frown?
Come now, isn't life a little better with a pair of good shoes?