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INTERPRÉTATION
Anders Kjolholm
Anders Kjolholm
Basse
Anders Pedersen
Anders Pedersen
Guitare slide
Jacob Hansen
Jacob Hansen
Chœurs
Jon Larsen
Jon Larsen
Batterie
Kristian Pedersen
Kristian Pedersen
Guitare acoustique
Michael Poulsen
Michael Poulsen
Chant
Thomas Bredahl
Thomas Bredahl
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Michael Poulsen
Michael Poulsen
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jacob Hansen
Jacob Hansen
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Saturday, I love you like gold Not like the Monday, you pass like a ghost The fire killed you like a motherless child I saw you last Sunday at Barbara Hotel Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh babe, I'm so sorry, I know where to go Could scream like a pig, could bark like a dog Just to get attention as I'm chasing you down the hall Oh Maybellene, you've been so lonely Got a fire burning as I'm smoking you out again Still all the leaves will keep on falling Until I see you dancing on the table forty-five again (I) see you dancing for the young wolves, oh, oh, oh Maybellene i Hofteholder Could you be the only one Well, I beg you to come home Dance forever, my only one Could scream like a pig, could bark like a dog Just to get attention as I'm chasing you down the hall Oh Maybellene, you've been so lonely Got a fire burning as I'm smoking you out again (I) see you dancing for the young wolves, oh, oh, oh Maybellene i Hofteholder (I) see you dancing for the young wolves, oh, oh, oh Maybellene i Hofteholder Could you be the only one Well, I beg you to come home Dance forever, my only one I flicked the switch at Monday night Oh Maybellene, I'm so sorry that I didn't see it coming And now the sky, I filled with prayers Oh baby, I'm sorry I was blind
Writer(s): Michael Schon Poulsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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