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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Babygirl
Babygirl
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirsten Frances Urbas
Kirsten Frances Urbas
Songwriter
Cameron Breithaupt
Cameron Breithaupt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Babygirl
Babygirl
Producer

Lyrics

You picked me on Friday night It was late October Her face was lit by traffic light We were red all over We hit the hazards, hit the pipe Pulled off on the shoulder You played me, wouldn't it be nice If we were older? How can it, how can it be That you're not here with me? How can it, how can it be? When you were in my dream last night (ooh) You were in my dream last night (ooh) We took our time, we got it right We workеd it out by candlelight When you werе in my dream last night This season just before the frost When the wind gets colder The feeling just before the drop On a rollercoaster You said, "The best is yet to come" And you pulled me closer It's sweetest just before it rots And it hangs you over Do you see my face in your sleep? Do you wake up missing me? How can it, how can it be When you were in my dream last night (ooh) You were in my dream last night (ooh) We took our time, we got it right We worked it out by candlelight When you were in my dream last night When you were in my dream last night You were in my dream last night (ooh) We took our time, we got it right We were just passing satellites But that was just a dream last night When you were in my dream last night
Writer(s): Cameron Breithaupt, Kirsten Urbas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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