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Tori Kelly ft. LL Cool J - California Lovers (Lyrics + Deutsche Übersetzung)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tori Kelly
Tori Kelly
Vocals
Ali Payami
Ali Payami
Programming
Rickard Goransson
Rickard Goransson
Programming
LL COOL J
LL COOL J
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tori Kelly
Tori Kelly
Songwriter
Savan Kotecha
Savan Kotecha
Songwriter
James Todd Smith
James Todd Smith
Songwriter
Ali Payami
Ali Payami
Songwriter
Max Martin
Max Martin
Songwriter
Rickard Goransson
Rickard Goransson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ali Payami
Ali Payami
Producer
Max Martin
Max Martin
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Peter Carlsson
Peter Carlsson
Recording Engineer
Sam Holland
Sam Holland
Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

California lovers Tori Kelly LL Cool J Dancing in the sand at the bonfire We jamming out to Marley at night, uh Staying up to watch every sunrise Just living like we ain't gonna die, uh Everybody said I was crazy Yeah, everybody said you'd be gone, uh-uh I know that I'm supposed to forget you And boy, you know I moved on, but Every time I'm driving with the top down, baby I remember sneaking out in your car (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) Jumped into the ocean while the sun kissed on me Was a sucker for them boys with a wild heart I'll be cool with it, done with it You're never on my mind Til I feel the heat of you and me, it hits me every summer Remember when no one else could make me feel alive? We were young and free, 17, just California lovers Mmm, yeah Teaching me to skate down the boardwalk I'm crashing into you like a wave, uh Even if it was only small talk You always knew the right thing to say, uh Maybe I was just being stupid For thinking that my first love would last, uh-uh Even though it ended in heartache Sometimes I wanna go back Every time I'm driving with the top down, baby I remember sneaking out in your car (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) Jumped into the ocean while the sun kissed on me Was a sucker for them boys with wild hearts I'll be cool with it, done with it You're never on my mind Til I feel the heat of you and me, it hits me every summer Remember when no one else could make me feel alive? (yeah) We were young and free (young and free), 17 (17), just California lovers Reminiscin', what a vision Lips kissing, seats christened Bob Marley twisting, top down, Pacific Highway Black Sinatra remix, I did it my way Your legs deserve they own day of the week, Th-Th-Thighday Mark your calendars, the love champ's back I make your memories challenger, Venice in the gondola You can have a sip of whatever you want, a bottle of Life's a sportscar, baby, you gotta throttle 'er We just trippin', cord flippin', [?] pickin' Clock tickin', we still kickin' it all weekend I was your Legend, you was my Chrissy Teigen - glory! You're the reason that summer's my favorite season I'll be cool with it, done with it You're never on my mind Til I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer Remember when (yeah) no one else (no one else) could make me feel alive? We were young and free, 17 (17), just California lovers Cool with it, done with it You're never on my mind Til I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer Remember when no one else could make me feel alive? We were young and free, 17, just California lovers (Lovers) Yeah (Make me feel alive, make me feel alive, make me feel alive) California lovers (California lovers)
Writer(s): James Todd Smith, Savan Kotecha, Max Martin, Ali Payami, Rickard Goransson, Tori Kelly Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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