Bootsy Collins – What's A Telephone Bill? lyrics

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 loving, waiting for the moment
When you got time to kill
And if I can't 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 thing to do

I'm just living and loving, waiting for the moment
When you got time to kill
And if I can't get your love, then
What's a telephone bill?

Oh baby, uh, just wanna 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 be real with you

Let me just breathe in your ear hole, baby
(Ohh, ohh)
Don't fake me out
I love you, baby
(I'd like to make sweet love to you)

Let me see if I can hit that note again
I love you, baby
(Ohh, ohh, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(I'd like to make sweet love to you)

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

I'd like to get real funk-kay
(I'd like to make sweet love to you)

I'm just living and loving waiting for the moment
When you got time to kill
And if I can't get your love, then
What's a telephone bill?

I'm just living and loving waiting for the moment
When you got time to kill
And if I can't get your love, then
What's a telephone bill?

I'm just living and loving waiting for the moment
When you got time to kill
And if I can't 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, baby
Rub my body with yours
Wait a minute operator, I'm not talking to you