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INTERPRÉTATION
Alex Ryan
Basse
Aaron Redfield
Batterie
Buddy Ross
Claviers
Matt Bauder
Saxophone baryton
Kate Urcioli
Trombone
Andrew Hozier-Byrne
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Andrew Hozier-Byrne
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ariel Rechtshaid
Co‑production
Dave Schiffman
Ingénierie de prise de son
Chris Kasych
Assistance d’ingénierie
John DeBold
Assistance d’ingénierie
Nick Rowe
Ingénierie de montage
Shawn Everett
Ingénierie de mixage
Ivan Wayman
Assistance d’ingénierie
Greg Calbi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Andrew Hozier-Byrne
Co‑production
Paroles
You know it is twelve o'clock
In Soho, baby
It's gin o'clock where I'll wake up
I don't know
And I think about you though
Everywhere I go
And I've done everything and
I've been everywhere, you know
I've been fed gold by sweet
Fools in Abu Dhabi
And I danced real slow with
Rockettes on dodgy and Molly
But I've had no love like
Your love, ooh, from nobody
I'd be appalled if I saw you
Ever try to be a saint
I wouldn't fall for someone
I thought couldn't misbehave
But I want you to know that
I've had no love like your love
Honey, when you warm
The bed on Wednesday
It's suicide Tuesday back in LA
If I had the choice between
Hearing either noise
The excitement of a thousand
Or the soothing of your voice
At first chance, I'd take the
Bed warmed by the body, woo
I once warmed my hands
Over a burnin' Maserati, woo
But I've had no love like
Your love from nobody
I'd be appalled if I saw you
Ever try to be a saint
I wouldn't fall for someone
I thought couldn't misbehave
But I want you to know that
I've had no love like your love
And on the other side, why
Should we deny the truth?
We could have less to worry about
Honey, I won't lie to you
But everything I do
I've had no love like your love
Writer(s): Andrew John Hozier-byrne
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