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INTERPRÉTATION
Lilyisthatyou
Lilyisthatyou
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Lillian Phyllis Davies
Lillian Phyllis Davies
Paroles
Chelsea Balan
Chelsea Balan
Paroles
Owen Hobson
Owen Hobson
Composition
Panpsyche
Panpsyche
Composition
Miles Comaskey
Miles Comaskey
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Panpsyche
Panpsyche
Production
Gold Glove
Gold Glove
Production

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Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Smoke a little weed in the mornin' Sittin' in the bath to pass the time Put a little perfume in it 'Cause I don't want your aura on my mind 'Cause I've been so obsessed with people I don't even like They tell me that they love me, that I'm special for the night, yeah right (Mm, hm-mm, hm, hm, hm, hm) (Ooh-ooh, ooh, hm-mm, hm, hm, hm, hm) Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I get so involved in things, that doesn't really matter Baby, board the windows, I'm a natural disaster You and all the novocaine, whichever kills me faster Faster, faster, faster, faster I don't feel the same I don't wanna play your game (oh, oh-oh, oh) I don't feel the same (oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh) I don't wanna play your-, wanna play your- (oh, oh-oh, oh) I don't feel the same I don't wanna play your game 'Cause I don't feel the same Feel the same, feel the same, feel the same Smoke a little weed in the mornin' Sittin' in the bath to pass the time Put a little perfume in it 'Cause I don't want your aura on my mind 'Cause I get too involved in things when they don't really matter You and all the novocaine, whichever kills me faster I don't feel the same I don't wanna play your game (hm-mm, hm, hm-mm, hm, hm, hm, hm) 'Cause I don't feel the same (ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) Feel the same (ooh, ooh), feel the same (ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh) Feel the same (ooh, ooh) Yeah, right (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh) Yeah, right (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Yeah, right (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Yeah, right (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh) Yeah, right (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Yeah, right (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) You and all the novocaine, whichever kills me faster (Ooh-ooh, ooh, hm-mm, hm, hm, hm, hm)
Writer(s): Owen Hobson, Miles Comaskey, Chelsea Balan, Lillian Davies Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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