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INTERPRÉTATION
Ben Folds
Ben Folds
Interprète
Emmanuel Echem
Emmanuel Echem
Trompette
Jim Hoke
Jim Hoke
Saxophone
John Hinchey
John Hinchey
Trombone
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ben Folds
Ben Folds
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Joe Pisapia
Joe Pisapia
Production
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Ingénierie de mixage
Joe Costa
Joe Costa
Ingénierie de prise de son
Josh Cournoyer
Josh Cournoyer
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

I woke up in a truck stop parking lot A girl in a red white and blue halter top Was staring Thick glasses like mine And a low bored monotone vocal fry (I like that) She said, "Who's the band on that bus?" "What bus?" "That one nerd, the one that you got off of" "Oh, probably no one you've heard of" Don't know what came over me As I awkwardly dropped my room key I said, "I think that's yours" And three hours later I was banging this verse out Oh, no Head meet floor I don't wanna do this no more Every kiss is a jam band solo Never gonna say "YOLO no mo'" My mind says "No" My body says "Hell no" Let this be over Exhausting lover Not sure if she couldn't stop or if she wouldn't stop As the motel carpet gave me five more raw spots What's that stabbing my back? (Ah, that's a wire from her halter top) There was an hour where I had kept banging Against the bottom of a table-top I saw my life in a split screen, but life's just one shot What the hell would I tell my girlfriend The thing is she's not my girlfriend Anymore I traded it all for some third degree carpet burn (Oh, look out) Oh, no Head meet floor I don't wanna do this no more Every kiss is a jam band solo Never gonna say "YOLO no mo" My mind says "No" My body says "Hell no" Let this be over Exhausting lover Then she handed me a hot wheels track I said, "Girl, that's pretty weird Where did you get that?" She said, "Never mind that Here nerd beat my ass in the bath Like my dad did when I was a bad kid" I said, "Nah, what's this? Let me up out of this Hotel Six And tell me where my pants went" That's when I heard the door breaking It wasn't housekeeping It was her boyfriend Don't know what came over me Out the door in my boxer briefs Some dude live tweeted As I run half-naked past a cracker barrel Oh, no Head meet floor I don't wanna do this no more Every kiss is a jam band solo Never gonna say "YOLO no mo" My mind says "No" My body says "Hell no" Let this be over Exhausting lover I don't wanna do this no more Exhausting lover I don't wanna do this no
Writer(s): Benjamin Scott Folds Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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