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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Betty Who
Betty Who
Vocals
Brandon Paddock
Brandon Paddock
Programming
Danen Reed Rector
Danen Reed Rector
Keyboards
Martin Johnson
Martin Johnson
Background Vocals
Naomi Cooke Johnson
Naomi Cooke Johnson
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Johnson
Martin Johnson
Composer
Jessica Newham
Jessica Newham
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Betty Who
Betty Who
Producer
Brandon Paddock
Brandon Paddock
Producer
Danen Reed Rector
Danen Reed Rector
Producer
Martin Johnson
Martin Johnson
Producer
Jeff Braun
Jeff Braun
Mixing Engineer
Shawn Hatfield
Shawn Hatfield
Recording Engineer
Adam Grover
Adam Grover
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Standing in the doorway of my empty childhood room Wearing a shirt I've had since I was 17 I can see her curly hair and posters on the wall And when I check the mirror, I see her in me Always late and always loud Couldn't seem to figure out a way To be enough for them to notice Second choice and second best Couldn't say the things she meant Or find the missing pieces that were broken But she could dance, dance, dance Even when it's raining When the sky was falling down Yeah, she could dance, dance, dance With no music playing Like nobody's watching now She could dance She could dance I've seen bathrooms bigger than my old fourth floor apartment Where I lived the year that I dropped out of school Seven-dollar coffees and the romance of the city Where you think you won't get hurt until you do Always tall and always proud Couldn't seem to figure out a way To keep the ones she loved from leaving Little drunk, a little numb Couldn't sleep without the hum of taxi cabs To drown what she was feeling But she could dance, dance, dance Even when it's raining When the sky was falling down Yeah, she could dance, dance, dance With no music playing Like nobody's watching now She could dance She could dance She could dance She could dance Couple records come and gone Never thought it'd take this long Sometimes I wonder who the hell I'm foolin' (foolin') Got no trophies on the shelf Record deal went straight to hell I swear to God, I don't know what I'm doing But she can dance, dance, dance Even when it's raining When the sky was falling down Yeah, she can dance, dance, dance With no music playing Like nobody's watching now Yeah, she can dance She can dance She can dance She can dance (When the sky was falling down) Yeah, she can dance
Writer(s): Martin Johnson, Jessica Newham, Danen Reed Rector, Brandon Paddock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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