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Why Don't We - Friends (Official Audio)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Daniel Heloey Davidsen
Daniel Heloey Davidsen
Guitare
Ed Drewett
Ed Drewett
Chœurs
Iain James
Iain James
Chœurs
Mich Hansen
Mich Hansen
Percussion
Peter Wallevik
Peter Wallevik
Claviers
Corbyn Besson
Corbyn Besson
Chant
Daniel Seavey
Daniel Seavey
Chant
Jack Avery
Jack Avery
Chant
Jonah Marais
Jonah Marais
Chant
Zach Herron
Zach Herron
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Daniel Heloey Davidsen
Daniel Heloey Davidsen
Paroles/Composition
Ed Drewett
Ed Drewett
Paroles/Composition
Iain James
Iain James
Paroles/Composition
Mich Hansen
Mich Hansen
Paroles/Composition
Peter Wallevik
Peter Wallevik
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Ingénierie de mastérisation
John Hanes
John Hanes
Ingénierie de mixage
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Ingénierie de mixage
Cutfather
Cutfather
Production
R8dio
R8dio
Production vocale
PhD
PhD
Production

Paroles

Friday night, nothin' on And now I got all of my friends tryna call my phone And I'm feelin' like I wanna get in my zone So let me know, let me know, let me know if the party's on 'Cause your friend's daddy got a real big house Real big house, real big house Heard they gone away, we can all hang out All hang out 'til Monday My friend Freddie got a real fast car Real fast car, real fast car Won't take long 'cause it ain't that far, ain't that far All we want, is a little place that we can All have fun, and I swear I won't break a thing All we want, is a little place where we can dance I know you understand Let me know it's on and I'll bring my friends I can introduce them to all your friends If they get along, we can all be friends Or I could come alone, just me, you, on our own And I know they look like they get up to no good But they ain't nothin' but a lot of fun once you get to know And I can cook, yeah, you won't even have to do a thing Tell me what you wanna drink and I'll bring a couple things along 'Cause your friend's daddy got a real big house Real big house, real big house Heard they gone away, we can all hang out All hang out 'til Monday My friend Freddie got a real fast car Real fast car, real fast car Won't take long 'cause it ain't that far, ain't that far All we want, is a little place that we can All have fun, and I swear I won't break a thing All we want, is a little place where we can dance I know you understand Let me know it's on and I'll bring my friends I can introduce them to all your friends If they get along, we can all be friends Or I could come alone, just me, you, on our own Oh, oh, oh, my friends are your friends Oh, oh, oh, and I swear I won't break a thing Oh, oh, oh, my friends are your friends Let me know it's on and I'll bring my friends I can introduce them to all your friends If they get along, we can all be friends Or I could come alone, just me, you, on our own
Writer(s): Mich Hansen, Iain James, Daniel Davidsen, Peter Wallevik, Edward Drewett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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