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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Adam Levine
Voix principales
Ammar Malik
Chœurs
benny blanco
Programmation
Disashi Lumumba-Kasongo
Guitare
Eric Roberts
Basse
Matt McGinley
Batterie
Travie McCoy
Voix principales
Robopop
Programmation
Austin Bisnow
Piano Rhodes
Phillip A. Peterson
Cordes
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Adam Levine
Paroles/Composition
Ammar Malik
Paroles/Composition
Benjamin Levin
Paroles/Composition
Brandon Lowry
Paroles/Composition
Disashi Lumumba-Kasongo
Paroles/Composition
Eric Roberts
Paroles/Composition
Matt McGinley
Paroles/Composition
Travie McCoy
Paroles/Composition
Daniel Omelio
Paroles/Composition
Sterling Fox
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
benny blanco
Production
Robopop
Production
Tim Roberts
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Serban Ghenea
Ingénierie de mixage
John Hanes
Ingénierie de mixage
Mark "Exit" Goodchild
Ingénierie de prise de son
Sterling Fox
Production
Paroles
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
Make me your radio
And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up a little bit)
This melody was meant for you (right there)
Just sing along to my stereo (Gym Class Hero, baby)
If I was just another dusty record on the shelf
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else?
If I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that?
Like it yikky yeah, check it Travie, I can handle that
Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks
It's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks
I used to, used to, used to, used to, now I'm over that
'Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts
If I could only find a note to make you understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
Just keep it stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
Make me your radio
And turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo
(Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) to my stereo
(Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo
Let's go!
If I was an old-school, fifty-pound boombox (remember them?)
Would you hold me on your shoulder, wherever you walk?
Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops?
And crank it higher every time they told you to stop
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me
When you have to purchase mad D batteries
Appreciate every mixtape your friends make
You never know, we come and go like on the interstate (never know)
I think I finally found a note to make you understand
If you can hit it, sing along and take me by the hand
Just keep me stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
You know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close (listen)
Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
Make me your radio (come on)
And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up)
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo (sing along like)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) to my stereo
(Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo
I only pray you'll never leave me behind (never leave me)
Because good music can be so hard to find (so hard to find)
I take your hand, hold it closer to mine (yeah)
Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
Make me your radio
And turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo
(Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) to my stereo (it's your boy, Travie)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo (yeah)
Writer(s): Adam Levine, Matthew Mcginley, Travis L. Mccoy, Disashi Lumumba-kasongo, Benjamin Joseph Levin, Daniel Thomas Omelio, Ammar Malik, Brandon Lowry
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