HOTLINE Lyrics by Mikayla Geier
You married Mr. C-section, oh, he’s avoiding labor
A knight in shining crocs and socks, he’s almost a crusader
He wants you isolated, so he put you on a glacier
It wasn’t all your fault, I mean, he looked so good on paper
Girl (Come on)
Girl (Come on)
Girl (Come on)
Girl (Come on)
Oh, I need to be the one that you want
Oh my, won’t you ring my hotline?
Oh, I need to be the one that you want
Oh my, won’t you ring my hotline?
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na)
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na)
Won’t you ring my hotline?
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na)
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na)
Come out when in Rome
Wake up with testosterone
Fresh start, flip that phone
(Call 1-800, gotta go)
Come out, take me home
I’ll play fetch, throw me a bone
Fresh start, flip that phone
(Call 1-800, gotta go)
Girl (Come on)
Girl (Come on)
Girl (Come on)
Ah (Come on)
Oh, I need to be the one that you want
Oh my, won’t you ring my hotline?
Oh, I need to be the one that you want
Oh my, won’t you ring my hotline?
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na)
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na)
Won’t you ring my hotline?
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na)
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na)
Hotline
He treats you like a wife appliance (Ha)
I could be a nice alliance, oh
If I could induce a scandal (Ha)
You know I’d make it worth the gamble
(Come on)
Girl (Come on)
Girl (Come on)
Girl (Come on)
Won’t you ring my hotline?
Won’t you ring my hotline?
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na)
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na)
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na)
(Na, na-na-na, na-na-na)
(Call me) Hotline