This energetic and humorous track by Lizzo explores the relatable experience of losing one's phone during a night out. The repeated refrain underscores the panic and disorientation that can result from this modern inconvenience, emphasizing our reliance on technology for communication and navigation. The song also touches on the frivolity of nightlife, with references to expensive shoes that are impractical for walking home and unwanted attention from others at the club. Throughout the track, Lizzo uses her unique blend of humor and honesty to critique contemporary social norms and highlight the absurdities of modern life.
Phone
Lyrics
Uh, where the hell my phone? Where the hell my phone?
Where the hell my, where the hell my phone, huh?
How I'm 'posed to get home?
Uh, where the hell my phone? Where the hell my phone?
Where the hell my, where the hell my phone, huh?
How I'm 'posed to get home?
Okay, 2:15 and the lights come on, where my phone?
Looking around like where my phone?
Looking where my homies went
Where the hell my homies went?
Where the hell my homies went?
How I'm 'posed to get home?
How I'm 'posed to get home?
Walking home with my feet on sore
Walking home with my feet on sore
What the hell these Louboutins for?
What the hell these Louboutins for?
Walking home and it's damn near four
Walking home and it's damn near four
What the hell these Louboutins for?
What the hell these Louboutins for?
Yeah, I was getting it, looking real cute
Up in the club, man, how do you do?
Hair ain't a don't, hair is a do
Ooh, he fine! What's up wit' you?
Where the hell my phone? Where the hell my phone?
Where the hell my, where the hell my phone, huh?
How I'm 'posed to get home?
Uh, where the hell my phone? Where the hell my phone?
Where the hell my, where the hell my phone, huh?
How I'm 'posed to get home? okay
Ooh, unlock that, all up in my contacts
Hoo, unlock that, all up in my contacts
Hoo, unlock that, all up in my contacts
Hoo, unlock that, all up in my contacts
Oh my god, why? (uh yeah, haha)
Yeah, and I seen that boy
Looked at me, but I got annoyed
'Cause he bought me a drink for a dolla'
Boy came over and he wanted to holla' (yup)
Boy came over and he wanted to holla' (yup)
Boy came over and he wanted to holla' (yup)
My song came on, so I hit the dance floor
Man I lost my, mmm, phone
Walking home with my feet on sore
Walking home with my feet on sore
What the hell these Louboutins for?
What the hell these Louboutins for?
Walking home and it's damn near four
Walking home and it's damn near four
What the hell these Louboutins for?
I don't know where I'm going
Where the hell my phone? Where the hell my phone?
Where the hell my, where the hell my phone, huh?
How I'm 'posed to get home?
Uh, where the hell my phone? Where the hell my phone?
Where the hell my, where the hell my phone, huh?
How I'm 'posed to get home? Uh
Ooh, unlock that, all up in my contacts
Hoo, unlock that, all up in my contacts
Hoo, unlock that, all up in my contacts
Hoo, unlock that, all up in my contacts
Ooh, unlock that, all up in my contacts
Hoo, unlock that, all up in my contacts
Hoo, unlock that, all up in my contacts
Hoo, unlock that, all up in my contacts
Where the hell my phone? Where the hell my phone?
Where the hell my, where the hell my phone, huh?
How I'm 'posed to get home?
Uh, where the hell my phone? Where the hell my phone?
Where the hell my, where the hell my phone, huh?
How I'm 'posed to get
But you're holding it, oh
Writer(s): Evan K. Bogart, Jesse Samuel Shatkin, Melissa Viviane Jefferson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Walt Disney Music Company, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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