Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amber Mark
Amber Mark
Vocals
Andrew Wyatt
Andrew Wyatt
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amber Mark
Amber Mark
Composer
Andrew Wyatt
Andrew Wyatt
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amber Mark
Amber Mark
Recording Engineer
Andrew Wyatt
Andrew Wyatt
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Gonna get in your mind one fine day Gonna figure you out one fine day Dear Lord, maybe I should stay away, stay away Little lost, little bound, blind with temptation Tell me somethin', do I make you feel the way that I do? I been uptight, you got me right, I'm back into my groove Keep me bumpin', gimme somethin' that I could get used to I'm on fire, gotta keep me lit all night, all night, they say And they say my heart will bleed But it doesn't gotta do it 'Cause your love is so nasty, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah In the dark I'm livin' the dream When you pull up behind me Like a mixer whipping that cream, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah Every night, club lights, touch your face Every night I try to find out what's on your brain Dear Mama, help me know just what to say 'Cause I don't wanna be blind with temptation Tell me somethin', do I make you feel the way that I do? I been uptight, you got me right, I'm back into my groove Keep me bumpin', gimme somethin' that I could get used to I'm on fire, gotta keep me lit all night, all night, they say And they say my heart will bleed But it doesn't gotta do it 'Cause your love is so nasty, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah In the dark I'm livin' the dream When you pull up behind me Like a mixer whipping that cream, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah You hit me late night, "Miss, can I come over?" Put you on replay in my mind all summer I'm wide awake, my body shakes and shivers I'm a fool, I guess, 'cause I text you, "Yes" Even though my friends, they say And they say my heart will bleed But it doesn't gotta do it 'Cause your love is so nasty, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah In the dark I'm livin' the dream When you pull up behind me Like a mixer whipping that cream, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Andrew Blakemore, Amber Mark Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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