iPhone Songtext
von Sparks
iPhone Songtext
Adam said to Eve
Repositioning his entire leaf
I have many things that I need to say
And I wish that that snake would go away
Shall we take a walk, shall we have small
Couples type of talk
It appears that I′m not much getting through
It appears that you've something else to do
Something else to do
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Listen to me
Gettysburg Address
Was delivered under very much duress
"Four score and twenty years ago, they say
We declared, hey, why not break away"
The crowd was huge, for sure
Abe thought that he could offer up his cure
They seemed to be distracted in extreme
When pushed, Abe Lincoln could be mean, he could be so mean
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Listen to me
Friends of Mrs. Jobs
Often heard her sobs
What am I to do?
I don′t have a clue
Yes, I love him so
He's so hard to know
He's so much to do
Still, I′m feeling blue
Always feeling blue
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Listen to me
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Listen to me
Repositioning his entire leaf
I have many things that I need to say
And I wish that that snake would go away
Shall we take a walk, shall we have small
Couples type of talk
It appears that I′m not much getting through
It appears that you've something else to do
Something else to do
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Listen to me
Gettysburg Address
Was delivered under very much duress
"Four score and twenty years ago, they say
We declared, hey, why not break away"
The crowd was huge, for sure
Abe thought that he could offer up his cure
They seemed to be distracted in extreme
When pushed, Abe Lincoln could be mean, he could be so mean
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Listen to me
Friends of Mrs. Jobs
Often heard her sobs
What am I to do?
I don′t have a clue
Yes, I love him so
He's so hard to know
He's so much to do
Still, I′m feeling blue
Always feeling blue
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Listen to me
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Put your fucking iPhone down and listen to me
Listen to me
Writer(s): Ronald D Mael, Russell Craig Mael Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com