Telephone

These stills from Lady Gaga's upcoming video are off the hook--literally!

Yes, my girl Gaga has further endeared herself to me by writing an entire song about her hatred of the telephone. Genius!

Beyonce makes a guest appearance on the track, so apparently she feels the same way:

Hello, hello, baby

You called, I can't hear a thing.

I have got no service in the club, you see, see

Wha-Wha-What did you say?

Oh, you're breaking up on me

Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy.

Just a second, It's my favorite song they're gonna play

And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh

You shoulda made some plans with me,

You knew that I was free.

And now you won't stop calling me; I'm kinda busy.

Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore!

I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.

Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore!

I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin' me!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh I'm busy!

Can call all you want,

But there's no one home,

And you're not gonna reach my telephone!

Out in the club, And I'm sippin' that bub,

And you're not gonna reach my telephone!

[Beyonce] Boy, the way you blowin’ up my phone won’t make me leave no faster.

Put my coat on faster, leave my girls no faster.

I shoulda left my phone at home,’cause this is a disaster!

Callin’ like a collector -sorry, I cannot answer!
Not that I don’t like you, I’m just at a party.

And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing.

Sometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central Station.

Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls, ’cause I’ll be dancin’.
‘Cause I’ll be dancin’

‘Cause I’ll be dancin’

Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls, ’cause I’ll be dancin’!