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INTERPRÉTATION
Olly Dobson
Olly Dobson
Chant
Rosanna Hyland
Rosanna Hyland
Chant
Hugh Coles
Hugh Coles
Chant
Will Haswell
Will Haswell
Chant
Emma Lloyd
Emma Lloyd
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Alan Silvestri
Alan Silvestri
Composition
Glen Ballard
Glen Ballard
Paroles
Nick Finlow
Nick Finlow
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Alan Silvestri
Alan Silvestri
Production
Glen Ballard
Glen Ballard
Production
Nick Finlow
Nick Finlow
Production
Niall John Acott
Niall John Acott
Ingénierie de prise de son
Pete Cobbin
Pete Cobbin
Ingénierie de mixage
Kirsty Whalley
Kirsty Whalley
Ingénierie de mixage
Alex Ferguson
Alex Ferguson
Ingénierie de montage
Gareth Owen
Gareth Owen
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Scott Campbell
Scott Campbell
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I know what you're going to say son and you're right You're right But uh, Biff just happens to be my supervisor And uh, I'm not very good at confrontations My Father doesn't have a spine He grovels, scrapes and tows the line Hello, Is anybody home? Completely lost, a hopeless case Hey! He'd come in third in a two man race Hello, Is anybody home? Listen Marty, you shouldn't uh, waste your time Auditioning for these silly events They'll only bring you rejection and headaches Just look at me I don't have ambitions, big dreams of my own Happy with the way things are Just leave me alone I don't need the headaches, too much money brings Fancy cars, tailored shirts, shiny diamond rings Don't need the complications Success is overrated, overstated, overblown Listen to my mantra Just leave me alone Is anybody home He's right Marty, the last thing you need is headaches Right big brother Like standing behind a burger counter Makes you an expert on life Huh? I'm the man, oh yes I am, I got this thing wide Have you heard, 10 billion served gets me so inspired Salty satisfaction, saturated fats All I ever have to say Do you want fries with that? Woah, woah I'm the man in uniform, arches on my hat And all I ever have to say Do you want fries with that? Give me back my Prince CD Do you want fries with that? And my walkman, if you please Do you want fries with that? The answer is a question, music to the ears They'll all come back, it's just a fact Do you want fries with that? Hey Marty Yeah sis I am not your answering service, Jennifer Parker called you, twice! Marty, I don't like her Any girl who calls up a boy is just asking for trouble Oh mom, there's nothing wrong with calling a boy! I think it's terrible girls chasing boys When I was your age I never chased a boy Or kissed a boy Or sat in a parked car with a boy Then how am I supposed to meet anybody? Well, when the time is right, it'll just happen She tells me it'll happen That the sun will rise and the stars will shine All I ever seem to do is sit around and wait I just wanna date She says she never called a boy Or chased a boy Even kissed a boy, ugh! What does she expect from me cause she can't relate I just wanna, I just wanna I just wanna date! Patience Linda, it'll just happen Like the way I met your father Oh that was so stupid! He fell out of a tree in front of your house It was meant to be When life rolls by so beautifully With perfect friends and family When love falls on you from a tree Well that's meant to be Know it's meant to be You look around and you start to see That you're living out your fantasy It starts to feel like destiny, like it's meant to be Know it's meant to You were sent to Must be meant to be Anyway Grandpa found your father lying in the street And brought him into the house My heart just went out to him So we went to the Enchantment Under the Sea dance Our first date He kissed me for the very first time on that dance floor There was something about that boy Hello, Is anybody home? There was something about that boy Hello, hello, hello And now the walls just keep closing in And I don't know if I'll ever win It's just the same as it's always been No go, hello, too slow, hello Hello! Don't need the complications (ahh; do you want fries with that?) Or precious situations (hello; I just wanna date) Know it's meant to be (hello, Is anybody home?) Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
Writer(s): Glen Ballard, Alan Anthony Silvestri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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