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Intérprete
Sophia Gatti
Sophia Gatti
Canto
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Sophia Gatti
Sophia Gatti
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Diskrpt
Diskrpt
Producción
John Zebley
John Zebley
Ingeniería de grabación vocal

Letra

Pretty girl with the red flannel on
I bet he wants her now
I'm not shit to compare
Even to her smile
So I stumbled out the house
Found you in the driveway
You lit a cigarette
And blew it in my face
The smell pulled me in
So you lit me one
Told me we should have some fun
Now I'm three shots deep in a passenger seat
Now I'm four shots deep
And he's inside of me
This could be my time
This could be our time
He could my right
He could the right one
Falling way too hard
You know how that goes
Because I'm too silly
And sometimes I'm a fool
The night air was cold
So you gave me your coat
As we dissected poems by
Edgar Allan Poe
We sat outside of our old high school
The feelings were weird
Nostalgic vibes from an era
We wanted to disappear
This could be my time
This could be our time
He could my right
He could the right one
Falling way too hard
You know how that goes
Because I'm too silly
And sometimes I'm a fool
Falling way too hard
You know how that goes
Because I'm too silly
And sometimes I'm a fool
Written by: Sophia Gatti
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