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Call me, call me, call me, uhCall me, call me, call me, uhCall me, call me, call me, uhCall me, call me, call meCall me, how you doin'?Call me, my name is Lonely, nice to meet youHere's my numberYou can reach me, woo!Call me911, call me some timeYou should call me911, call me some timeYou should call me, ohCall meYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahMy thirst levels are infinity and beyondSippin' on that lemon, ayy, I need a BeyoncéCan't see straight, these shades are Céline DionSucks you can't gas me up, shout out to ElonMusk, yeah I got a sold out showCrowd wild out but don't matter 'cause you not front rowI've been lookin' for a keeper, listen to the speakerIf you fit description, hit me on my beeperAt that 911Call me some timeRing, ring, ringPlease bling my line, you know I'll answerClickCall me some timeRing, ring, ringPlease bling my lineCall me911, call me some timeYou should call me911, call me some timeYou should call me, ohYou should call meChirp, chirpChirp, chirpWoke up in the burbs, burbsWith the the birds, birdsWhere you used to come and get me with the swerve, swerveThese days you gotta find timeEven the night lineWork lineDial 9Five car garageFull tank of the gasBut that don't mean nothin', nothin'Nothin', nothin', without you shotgunnin' the passengerI'm the loneliest man aliveBut I keep on dancin' to throw 'em offI'm gon' run out of moves 'cause I can't groove to the bluesIf you know any Djs, tell 'em to call me at 911[Lonely]I can't even lie, I've been lonely as fuckOld lonely ass nigga... need to go and get some bitches or somethingI can't even lie, I've been lonely as fuckWeird ass niggaI can't even lie, I've been lonely as fuckI can't even lie, I've beenLonely, lonely, lonely, lonelyThey say the loudest in the room is weakThat's what they assume, but I disagreeI say the loudest in the roomIs prolly the loneliest one in the room (it's me)Attention seeker, public speakerOh my God, that boy is so fuckin' lonelyWritin' songs about these peopleWho do not exist, he's such a fuckin' phonyOne thing I know, is that I wannaWin so bad, but I'm not ChicagoHeart is low, it's real low, it's so lowYou can't lift me up, I'm like a 'LardoFrom the start it's been real darkIt's been so dark I guess that you could call it charbroiled, huhI'm playin' like HasbroI'm really sorry, call me autoCrashed the Mclaren, bought me a TeslaI know you sick of me talkin' 'bout cars (skrrt)But what the fuck else do you want from me?That is the only thing keepin' me companyPurchase some things until I'm annoyedThese items is fillin' the voidBeen feelin' it for so longI don't even know if it's shit I enjoy (oh)Goin' backdoors and at doorMy partner is a chateauI need love, do you got some I could borrow?Fuck it, I can find some tomorrowWoah, but that never comesLike a vasectomy, what have I done?I got the talent, the face and the fundsFound myself long ago but I haven't found someone (who)Mirror, mirror on the wall (who)The loneliest of them all (me)Cupid actin' stupidDo you got another number I could call?Never had a petI've never had a petThere's more fish in the seaBut I never had a goldfish to begin withI never had a dogSo I've never been good with bitches'Cause I never threw a ball, fetchI never had a pet, that's where it stems from, I betTreat me like direct depositCheck in on me sometimeAsk me how I'm really doin'So I never have to press that 911Oh! Damn! Damn!
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