What's a Telephone Bill? - Bootsy Collins

Hello baby

Yes, it’s your friendly phone fanatic again

Oh, yeah, I’m loaded

With verbal rap ability, baby

You know you inspire me to poetry

So listen while I recite naughty nothings

That’ll wet your eardrums

I’d like to, I’d like to, I’d like to

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, can I make sweet love to you baby?

What I’d like to do would be good to you

And if you hang up on me now, I’ll be through

I’m just living and I’m loving, waiting for the moment

When you got time to kill

And if I can get your love

Then what’s a telephone bill?

According to way the way you make me feel

I guess you’d call it obscene phone call

I’m not a storyteller though, baby

I’d rather be with you, me to me

Oh, a sort of physical love, like, bubba

Oh, you’re the sweetest fantasy I know

You

Excuse me if I seem obscene to you

I’m being real and that seems the thang to do

I’m just living and I’m loving, waiting for the moment

When you got time to kill

And if I can get your love

Then what’s a telephone bill?

I’m just living and I’m loving, waiting for the moment

When you got time to kill

And if I can get your love

Then what’s a telephone bill?

Oh baby, uh, well just hang on

I’d like to, I’d like to, I’d like to, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’d like to make sweet love to you

Oh no, not that baby

I wanna get real with you

Let me just breathe in your ear hole, baby

Don’t fake me out

I love you, baby

Let me see if I can hit that note again

I love you, baby!

Can you just explain to me what key are you in, baby?

I’d like to get real funk-kay

I’m just living and I’m loving, waiting for the moment

When you got time to kill

And if I can get your love

Then what’s a telephone bill?

I’m just living and I’m loving, waiting for the moment

When you got time to kill

And if I can get your love

Then what’s a telephone bill?

I’m just living and I’m loving, waiting for the moment

When you got time to kill

And if I can get your love

Then what’s a telephone bill?

Oh, oh

I’d like to make sweet love to you

Maybe I’ll manicure your toenails

And uh, make sweet love to you girl

Rub my body with yours

Wait a minute operator, I’m not talking to you