Hey drunk dialer Give me a call Once you're faded Step outside the club With cell phone and cigarette When thought becomes speech Mystical intoxicated moment Slur your sloppy words Slur your sloppy words Push my buttons Once again Message sent It used to be pay phones It used to be change Finger in your ear either way Now you're a mobile unit Portable and caustic Fucked up and nostalgic It ain't like that She called me She called me It ain't like that She called me You'll say... ♪ Would you do this if you were lucid? I pretend it's during the day Does clarity come when you're all tore up? Or are they just attacks of history? Would you do this if you were lucid? I pretend it's during the day Does clarity come when you're all tore up? Or are they just attacks of history ♪ Hey drunk dialer Give me a call Once you're faded ♪ Hey drunk dialer Give me call Once you're faded