Depois de um sucesso estrondoso em 2008 e 2009, com singles como Just Dance, Poker Face, Paparazzi e Bad Romance, o gás da cantora de maior evidencia nestes últimos anos continuou em 2010, com Alejandro e a parceria com a cantora Beyoncé em Telephone.
Qualquer uma destas músicas (ou até mesmo as duas) ficaria muito bem postada no Top 12, porém escolhi uma, que foi Telephone. Elas já haviam feito uma parceria em 2009, não tão bem sucedida com Video Phone, porém foi Telephone que caiu no gosto da critica e do publico. Foi lançada no fim de 2009, mas estourou após o lançamento do videoclipe, já em 2010.
O Single faz parte do EP The Fame Monster, lançado em 2009 e cujo primeiro single foi Bad Romance. É uma espécie de extensão do primeiro álbum da cantora, intitulado The Fame, buscando explorar o lado negro da fama vivido pela cantora em sua trajetória após o lançamento do primeiro álbum.
Apesar de a música ter pouco mais de três minutos e meio, o clipe é quase três vezes maior, em mais uma superprodução feita para a cantora, em formato de curta-metragem. O videoclipe de Telephone é a continuação de Paparazzi, onde GaGa havia sido presa por envenenar seu cônjuge. Em Telephone, GaGa é resgatada por Beyoncé, e as duas ainda aprontam numa lanchonete envenenando as pessoas e terminando em uma perseguição policial.
Telephone
Composição: Lady Gaga / Rodney "Darkchild" Jerkins
Hello, hello, baby, you called, I can't hear a thingI have got no service in the club, you see, seeWha-wha-what did you say? Oh, you're breaking up on meSorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kind a busyK-kind a busy, k-kind a busySorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kind a busyJust a second, it's my favorite song they're gonna playAnd I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, ehYou should a made some plans with me, you knew that I was freeAnd now you won't stop calling me, I'm kind a busyStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna think anymoreI leave my head and my heart on the dance floorStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna talk anymoreI leave my hand and my heart on the dance floorEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... Stop telephoning meEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... I'm busyEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... Stop telephoning meEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh...Can call all you want, but there's no one homeAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneOut in the club and I'm sipping that bubAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneCall when you want, but there's no one homeAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneOut in the club and I'm sipping that bubAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneBoy, the way you blowing up my phoneWon't make me leave no fasterPut my coat on fasterLeave my girls no fasterI should a left my phone at home'Cause this is a disasterCalling like a collectorSorry, I cannot answerNot that I don't like you, I'm just at a partyAnd I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringingSometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central StationTonight I'm not taking no calls 'cause I'll be dancing'Cause I'll be dancing, 'cause I'll be dancingTonight I'm not taking no calls 'cause I'll be dancingStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna think anymoreI leave my head and my heart on the dance floorStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna talk anymoreI leave my head and my heart on the dance floorStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna think anymoreI leave my head and my heart on the dance floorStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna talk anymoreI leave my head and my heart on the dance floorStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna think anymoreI leave my head and my heart on the dance floorStop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna talk anymoreI leave my head and my heart on the dance floorEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... Stop telephoning meEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... I'm busyEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh... Stop telephoning meEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh...Can call all you want, but there's no one homeAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sipping that bubAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneCall when you want, but there's no one homeAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sipping that bubAnd you're not gonna reach my telephoneMy telephone, m-m-my telephone'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sipping that bubAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone
baim.. achei o blog pela net. Muito bom mesmo... continue assim!! sds
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