Lyrics Victor Wooten

Victor Wooten

Cell Phone

Well I just got paid, it's Friday night

Feeling real good weekend in sight

Got a new phone, a new belt clip

Attached to my hip even got the chip

Now everyone can get touch with me

I got seven hundred minutes and weekends free

They even threw in an extra battery

So I can keep in touch with my family

Now everybody's is all in my mix

I had to go and learn all the cell phone tricks

When someone tries to talk to me I just act like

I'm talking on the phone you see

My signals weak, my battery's dead

It must be true, that's what I said

But if I ever get stranded I'm never alone

What would I do without my cell phone?

You gave me your number and I said I'd call

You said, wuz cool, no the type to bawl

You said you only used it for important calls

But you didn't pick up and I know you saw

My name, my number pop up on your screen

But you didn't pick up, yo, what that mean?

It don't mean nuthin', it ain't like that

Girl, you know I was gonna call you back

Aw man, stop playin', I heart what your sayin'

And I ain't trying to heat that jive

I bet you got girls calling from around the world

Boy, and you know that's faul

Hello! Can you hear me now?

I know you can hear me, can you hear me now?

Don't play me like that, can you hear me now?

What would I do without my cell phone?

Alright, let's see if I can dial this number and check my messages

You have fifteen new voice messages fifteen messages

I just got this phone, hey Vic, this is Kashif, what? Forget that

Mr. Wooten, this is Mr. Able with S&L Collection, collection?

Victor, where have you been? I've been waiting for you to call me back

Yeah, Jimmy, now I got these hogs out here need 'tend to

Jimmy? Who is that? Gotta go gotta go

Ear piece, rough foam cheesy ring tones

Is it convenient or is it lost freedom?

The worst yet GPS mess, text message meet for Tex Mex

Nuclear soul studies have shown sixty nine cent if roam at home

Front screen cracked the phone's his dome

Call restricted ignore the phone *82 don't get me heated

Count ,I need Vic's number, the life that's led is the path that's paved

Message from my kids equals, first day flip phone second concaved

New car charger pleather, leather case

You ever in your life spent time on the road

Tell me Vic What would I do without my cell phone?

See there it goes again I'm way up in the sticks

Trying to get to Vic's for six

She's starting to get sick another dropped call

This bad reception leaves the wrong impression

The phone rings again guess who? No guess again

Can you hear me now? No? Then send a text

Cruisin' down the highway I wonder where the exit is

Before I get off, I send check the messages

Yo pick up the phone, you know who this is

And don't be trying to give me none of that

Can you hear me now?

What would I do without my cell phone?

And ye, tho I walk through the valley of the shadow of cell

I will fear no dial tone for thou art with me

Thy voice mail and thy call waiting, they comfort me