Lyrics Baby Hotline - Jack Stauber's Micropop

Baby Hotline
Please hold me close to you
Baby flat-line
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
No 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!
(Hotline!)
My line is getting cold!
(Hotline!)
Hung up and put on hold!
(Hotline!)
"Oh, uh, I'll try again"
Baby Hotline
Please dial "9" to get out!
No flat-line
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
No 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!
(Hotline!)
My line is getting cold!
(Hotline!)
Hung up and put on hold!
(Hotline!)
Numb, feel burning with haste
And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste
I feel numb, I've been burning with haste
And I'm realizing now what a terrible waste
I feel numb, I've been burning with haste
And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste
I feel numb, I've been burning with haste
And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste
I feel numb
Sunbathe 'til morning time
And your e-eyes will open wide
Oh baby nevermind
And my si-ight will 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
[?] (And you did it)
Thinking bent, oh
I won't stay here anymore I won'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
I hate hoping, Oh-oh-oh
I hate hoping, Oh-oh-oh