I can’t stand it
I know she planned it
She taps her foot to the rhythm of a ringtone
And I can’t stand it
I’m feeling down low
Because she moves slow
She likes to put it on vibrate
And keep it in her pocket with the volume low
I’m going beserk
I’m checkin’ my phone
She wrote L-O-L
And now she’s laughing alone, laughing alone
My thumbs are too big
To really say what I mean
I gotta send my love
On a little machine, a little machine, oh!
It was a pocket call
And accidental, unintended call
I heard his voice coming through the linе
I could’ve sworn I heard you call him Paul, or Saul, or Raoul
I pay my phone bill
For just onе reason
I gotta keep tabs on you
To find out if it’s treason
I’m going beserk
I’m checkin’ my phone
She wrote L-O-L
And now she’s laughing alone, laughing alone
My thumbs are too big
To really say what I mean
I gotta send my love
On a little machine, a little machine, oh!
My contact list is gonna need a change
I said you won’t be missed
When I erase your name (when I erase your name)
I’ll try to be discrete, try not to stick it to ya
I’ll tell you baby when I hit delete
It’ll be like I never knew ya (I never knew ya)
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The Planet Smashers Lyrics – Berserk