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Slow Dance
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Saint Motel
Saint Motel
Interprète
Dak Lerdamornpong
Dak Lerdamornpong
Basse
Greg Erwin
Greg Erwin
Batterie
AJ Jackson
AJ Jackson
Chant
Aaron Sharp
Aaron Sharp
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Alexander Leonard Jackson
Alexander Leonard Jackson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Ingénierie de mixage
AJ Jackson
AJ Jackson
Production
Mark Needham
Mark Needham
Production

Paroles

I'm waitin' for that slow dance So I can feel your arms around me Wait 'til the music turns to romance Go tell that DJ that he owes me (Whoo!) Well, they don't know that much about it Been waitin' every single day I could be your best friend I could be your centerpiece I could be your soulmate I could be your everything Thunderbolts and lightning Queuing up the symphony You know I'm waitin' for that slow dance (ah-ahh) So I can feel your arms around me (ah-ahh) Wait 'til the music turns to romance (ah-ahh) Go tell that DJ that he owes me, whoa yeah Hand on my back, panic attack Pull it together, don't overreact Keepin' her close, don't step on her toes Leave enough room for the holier ghost Romance (Ah-ahh) Too slow but this is how you show me, whoa We could talk for 40 hours We'd end up right back at the start I could be your best friend I could be your centerpiece I could be your soulmate I could be your everything Thunderbolts and lightning Queuing up the symphony You know I'm waitin' for that slow dance (ah-ahh) So I can feel your arms around me (ah-ahh) Wait 'til the music turns to romance (ah-ahh) Go tell that DJ that he owes me, whoa yeah There's no doubt about it It's something magical Feeling our surroundings And time is slowing down for us You know I'm waitin' for that slow dance (ah-ahh) So I can feel your arms around me (ah-ahh) Wait 'til the music turns to romance (ah-ahh) Go tell that DJ that he owes me, whoa yeah Hand on my back, panic attack Pull it together, don't overreact Keepin' her close, don't step on her toes Leave enough room for the holier ghost Romance (ah-ahh) Too slow but this is how you show me, whoa
Writer(s): Alexander Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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