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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Allegra Weingarten
Allegra Weingarten
Chant
Momma
Momma
Musique
Etta Friedman
Etta Friedman
Chant
Zachary CappittiFenton
Zachary CappittiFenton
Batterie
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Basse
Kevin Grimmett
Kevin Grimmett
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Momma
Momma
Composition
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Chris Allgood
Chris Allgood
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Flip through the paper Ticking through the number one Feel like a stranger I wanna make a hit and run Still need a drummer The last one quit the band His favorite song was Hummer Soundtrack in the minivan It takes a lot to admit it Takes a lot to admit it Hey, you're a hot shot and they know who you are It takes a lot to admit it Takes a lot to admit it Yeah I got what they want, I'm a real rock star Stuck on the freeway Gotta make it so the rent gets paid I know this club called Tuesday's I could get us backstage The barback is our singer The last one quit the band A real heavy drinker He karaokes Rocket Man It takes a lot to admit it Takes a lot to admit it Hey, you're a hot shot and they know who you are It takes a lot to admit it Takes a lot to admit it Yeah I got what they want, I'm a real rock star It takes a lot to admit it Takes a lot to admit it Hey, you're a hot shot and they know who you are It takes a lot to admit it Takes a lot to admit it Yeah I got what they want, I'm a real rock star
Writer(s): Allegra Shay Weingarten, Etta Friedman, Zachary Capittifenton, Aron Kiyoshi Kobayashi Ritch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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