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Text Me In The Morning
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Neon Trees
Neon Trees
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Pagnotta
Tim Pagnotta
Composer
Tyler Glenn
Tyler Glenn
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tim Pagnotta
Tim Pagnotta
Producer
Ryan Williams
Ryan Williams
Engineer
Jarett Holmes
Jarett Holmes
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Wiley
Scott Wiley
Engineer
Ryah Gillmor
Ryah Gillmor
Editing Engineer

Letras

We danced a tango 'till our heads got dizzy I felt your body heat: a damsel in distress My daddy warned me not to get so busy And suddenly I'm watching you take off your dress I couldn't stick around So text me in the morning Tell me you still love me I don't believe a single word You tell me you're tipsy; I tell you you're pretty We could spend the night if you're still sure But text me in the morning Woke up all soaking wet from last night's fever Smelling like cigarettes and broken promises Your mother said: 'Don't be an overachiever.' I please her, oh please girl, I never did believe her And I'll never tell you why Oh, I'll never tell a lie So text me in the morning Tell me you still love me I don't believe a single word You tell me you're tipsy; I tell you you're pretty We could spend the night if you're still sure But text me in the morning Tears on my phone Feelin' so alone I'll never let you go, you've got the best of me When all the other boys just want your sex I just want your texts In the morning Right, in the morning C'mon c'mon c'mon So text me in the morning Tell me you still love me I don't believe a single word You tell me you're tipsy, I tell you you're pretty We could spend the night if you're still sure But text me in the morning We danced a tango 'till our heads got dizzy (Text me in the morning) I felt your body heat: a damsel in distress (Text me in the morning) Woke up all soaking wet from last night's fever (Text me in the morning) Smelling like cigarettes and broken promises
Writer(s): Timothy Alan Pagnotta, Tyler Glenn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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