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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joya Marleen
Joya Marleen
Performer
Thomas Fessler
Thomas Fessler
Guitar
Andri Urfer
Andri Urfer
Percussion
Marvin Trummer
Marvin Trummer
Keyboards
Joya Schedler
Joya Schedler
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joya Marleen
Joya Marleen
Composer
Thomas Fessler
Thomas Fessler
Composer
Andri Urfer
Andri Urfer
Composer
Joya Schedler
Joya Schedler
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Fessler
Thomas Fessler
Producer
Oli Bösch
Oli Bösch
Mastering Engineer

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My heart goes up and down and I can't quite explain Lost in your eyes, feeling lost in my brain Do you feel Do you feel the same? (Feel the same) The beat starts to burn when I'm thinking of you Singing about you always leaves me confused But I can't But I, I, I can't stop it, can't stop it I would drive, drive, drive Drive through the middle of the night, night, night Night, boy it ain't no crime, crime, crime Crime to be blind, oh, it's alright, I can't deny I would drive, drive, drive Drive through the middle of the night, night, night Night, boy sometimes you make me cry, cry, cry I don't know what's on your mind, on your mind Seems kinda crazy when I shout it out loud I'd shout it еven louder, baby I would be so proud 'Causе I can't stop thinking, I can't stop thinking of you (of you) A little bit of fire and a little desire Honey, oh honey, you make my entire world spin around I'm gonna make you spin around Oh, oh, oh, drive, drive, drive Drive through the middle of the night, night, night Night, boy it ain't no crime, crime, crime Crime to be blind, oh, it's alright, I can't deny I would drive, drive, drive Drive through the middle of the night, night, night Night, boy sometimes you make me cry, cry, cry I don't know what's on your mind, on your mind I don't wanna be just a driver, baby I don't wanna be just a driver, baby Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Drive, drive, drive Drive through the middle of the night, night, night Night, boy it ain't no crime, crime, crime Crime to be blind, oh, it's alright, I can't deny I would drive, drive, drive Drive through the middle of the night, night, night Night, boy sometimes you make me cry, cry, cry I don't know what's on your mind, on your mind I don't wanna be just a driver, baby Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Writer(s): Thomas Fessler, Joya Schedler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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