Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Phoebe Bridgers
Vocals
Julien Baker
Background Vocals
Tony Berg
Banjo
Lucy Dacus
Background Vocals
Ethan Gruska
Pump Organ
Sebastian Steinberg
Double Bass
Sara Watkins
Fiddle
Harrison Whitford
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phoebe Bridgers
Songwriter
Christian Lee Hutson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Phoebe Bridgers
Producer
Tony Berg
Producer
Ethan Gruska
Producer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Joseph Lorge
Recording Engineer
Mike Mogis
Mixing Engineer
Will Maclellan
Recording Engineer
Letras
No longer a danger to herself or others
She made up her mind and laced up her shoes
Yelled down the hall, but nobody answered
So she walked outside without an excuse
She can do anything she wants to
She can do whatever she wants to do
She could go home, but she's not going to
So she picks a direction, it's 90 in Memphis
Turns up the music so thoughts don't intrude
Predictably winds up thinking of Elvis
And wonders if he believed songs could come true
I'm asking for it if they do
Doesn't know what she wants
Or what she's gonna do
A rebel without a clue
So we spent what was left of our serotonin
To chew on our cheeks and stare at the moon
Said she knows she lived through it to get to this moment
Ate a sleeve of saltines on my floor, and I knew then
I would do anything you want me to
I would do anything for you
I would do anything
I will do anything
Whatever you want me to do, I will do
Whatever she wants
Whatever she wants
Whatever she wants (whatever you want)
Whatever she wants (whatever you want)
I will do anything (whatever you want)
I will do anything (whatever you want)
Whatever she wants (whatever you want)
Whatever she wants (whatever you want)
Writer(s): Phoebe Bridgers, Christian Hutson
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