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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Don Diablo
Don Diablo
Performer
Zak Abel
Zak Abel
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Don Pepijn Schipper
Don Pepijn Schipper
Songwriter
Alexander Kotz
Alexander Kotz
Songwriter
Martijn van Sonderen
Martijn van Sonderen
Songwriter
Matthew Thomas Paul Holmes
Matthew Thomas Paul Holmes
Songwriter
Philip Anthony Leigh
Philip Anthony Leigh
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Diablo
Don Diablo
Producer

Lyrics

I feel bad, bad, bad about it I feel bad, bad, bad about it You gon' wait until way past midnight Just to catch me up when I come home You stay up to wait for my headlight Shine across the window so you know (Yeah) I should tone it down but I can't But I've been real life hoping you sleep it off I been way across town and I've been down I've been fuckin' around and I've been caught I feel bad, bad, bad about it But I wanna do it again I feel bad, bad, bad about it But I wanna do it again You say You say, how could you ever Treat me like you ever? You say, how could you ever Treat me like you ever? You say You gon' wait until way past midnight Just to catch me up when I come home You don't sleep until I apologize For everything that I have done I could say all the right things that you Want me to and then we be all good But I'd be lying if I told you I wouldn't do it again 'cause I would I feel bad, bad, bad about it But I wanna do it again I feel bad, bad, bad about it But I wanna do it again You say, how could you ever Treat me like you ever? (How could you ever, treat me like you ever?) How could you ever Treat me like you ever? (How could you ever, treat me like you ever?) I feel bad, bad, bad about it But I wanna do it again I feel bad, bad, bad about it But I wanna do it again (You say)
Writer(s): Don Pepijn Schipper, Martijn Van Sonderen, Alexander Harry Kotz, Philip Anthony Leigh, Matthew Thomas Paul Holmes, Zak David Zilesnick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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