Callgirls

Forgettful girls, with no thoughts put into actionThe world's your distraction while your asleepAt the wheelForgetful girl, you've become a motherSurroundings tend to suffer when the fictionIs realI can't lie I'm unable to pretendI'm unable to defend your actions-repeat-Psychic girl, where's my happy endingYour methods patent pendingSo what can't I smilePsychic girl, caught between the railsYour hearts still not in itAt three dollars a minute-chorus-Lovetalk girl, I'll pin up your photoAnd direct my video like I was AerosmithLovetalk girl, to further waste my tissue and timeI'll remain on the line 'till you get off with me-chorus-