Listen to L8 CMMR by Lily Allen

L8 CMMR

Lily Allen

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Lily Allen - L8 CMMR (Official Lyric Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lily Allen
Lily Allen
Songwriter
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Producer
Alex Pasco
Alex Pasco
Additional Engineer
Tim Roberts
Tim Roberts
Assistant Engineer
Geoff Pesche
Geoff Pesche
Mastering Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Good lover, good lover Feels good like a long hot summer Late comer, he's a late comer My man is a bad motherfucker He can bring it, bring it all day long All other man, them been wrong Nobody will get to see 'Cause he's gonna spend his life with me You can't have him No way, he's taken, ladies I've got me, his babies Look at my ring He's going nowhere 'til this fat lady sings And when I see his face I feel like I can win the race And when he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the long game Why would I leave him for? I couldn't ask for any more I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back He won me game, set, and match Late comer, he's a late comer My lover, my lover Shoots and scores like he's Maradona Under cover, under the covers My man is a bad motherfucker Anybody, anyone could see I'd have caught him eventually Me and him have a thing that's rare Other girls can look elsewhere You can't have him No way, he's taken, ladies I've got me, his babies Look at my ring He's going nowhere 'til this fat lady sings And when I see his face I feel like I can win the race And when he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the long game Why would I leave him for? I couldn't ask for any more I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back He won me game, set, and match You can look, girl, but you can't touch Don't know why I love him so much Can't put this thing into words My love for him's absurd You can look, girl, but you can't touch Don't know why I love him so much Can't put this thing into words My love for him's absurd And when I see his face I feel like I can win the race And when he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the long game Why would I leave him for? I couldn't ask for any more I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back He won me game, set, and match And when I see his face I feel like I can win the race And when he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the long game Why would I leave him for? I couldn't ask for any more I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back He won me game, set, and match Late comer, he's a late comer
Writer(s): Greg Kurstin, Lily Rose Beatrice Allen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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