Cifra de Everybodys On The Phone - Jimmy Buffett
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Smoke signals and telegraphs made the airwaves hum
But that's all ancient history like bongs and Lincoln Logs
Now we livin' like the Jetsons in a wacky wireless fog
C D G
Talkin' Squawkin' hawkin' who knows if anybody's gettin' through
[Verse 2]
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Toasters talk to crack berries, Boston to Bombay
G
Teenage teams and Ma-Bell dreams as minutes tick away
We act like crazy people talking to ourselves
Crashing cars for conversation still that stuff flies off the shelf
The information superhighways crawlin like an L.A. traffic jam
[Chorus]
Everybody's on the phone, so connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to socialite, we all salute the satellite
Won't you text me with your master plan
D G B Em
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam, and everybody's on the phone
[Verse 3]
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Do you remember dialing up? Yes I remember well
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Now I just can't go anywhere with out my sacred cell
I think that I might die if I miss anything at all
G
Text me, send an e-mail, ring me up, give me a call
I'm ADD on AOL and tryin to read the writing on the wall
[Chorus]
Everybody's on the phone, so connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to socialite, we all salute the satellite
Won't you text me with your master plan
D G B Em
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam, and everybody's on the phone
[Instrumental]
G G C G
[Vertse 4]
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Now I'm a real jungle jump up, I'm a megahertz man
G
I swing from tree to tree on the very latest plan
On the download and the dropouts owned in every major city cross the land
I got my Marley on my ringtone, getup, standup, reachout, touch somebody man
[Chorus]
Everybody's on the phone, so connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to socialite, we all salute the satellite
Won't you text me with your master plan
D G B Em
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam, and everybody's on the phone
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam, and everybody's on the phone
[Outro]
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Yeah, Can you hear me?
Wait wait, can you hear me now?
Ah-oooh shoot the batteries goin out
Wait a minute-wait a minute-
Now wait a minute
Let me get over to the winda
Did ya get that . .
I'll call you back G