Letra de Telephone Play No. 1 - U.s. Girls

(Meg Remy:)
Hello?

(Friend:)
Hey, how are you doing, babe?

(Meg Remy:)
I'm ok, I'm still in bed. Bad dreams

(Friend:)
Your dreams are always bad

(Meg Remy:)
I know it's nothing new. It just happened

(Friend:)
What happened this time?

(Meg Remy:)
My dad sent me a digital file folder, and in it are all these nude photos of me as a child

(Friend:)
Sounds realistic

(Meg Remy:)
I know! The thing is, I was kinda hot stuff! I mean, I don't know, I looked good, so it was confusing!

(Friend:)
Wow, oh, God! Fathers and daughters

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(Meg Remy:)
Yeah, yeah, what about mothers and sons?

(Friend:)
Yeah, but fathers and daughters

(Meg Remy:)
Yeah, but mothers and daughters, man, fuck!

(Friend:)
Yeah, there's just kinda no comparison

(Meg Remy:)
The worst is fathers and sons

(Friend:)
Oh, God, yeah, ok, that's the worst

(Meg Remy:)
At least I'm no one's son

(Friend:)
Thank God for that! You just might be one of those sons that turns into a fascist dictator

(Meg Remy:)
Yeah, instead of just another woman with no self-esteem

(Crowd laughs)