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INTERPRÉTATION
Brendon Urie
Guitare
Butch Walker
Chœurs
Dallon Weekes
Basse
Julian Leaper
Premier violon
Dave Daniels
Violoncelle
Rob Mathes
Direction d’orchestre
LOLO
Chant
Peter Lale
Alto
Emlyn Singleton
Deuxième violon
Spencer Smith
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Azeem
Paroles/Composition
Alex Goose
Paroles/Composition
Butch Walker
Paroles/Composition
Amir Salem
Paroles/Composition
Brendon Urie
Paroles/Composition
Jake Sinclair
Paroles/Composition
Lauren Prrichard
Paroles/Composition
Rob Mathes
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Butch Walker
Production
Amir Salem
Ingénieries complémentaires
Chris Barrett
Assistance d’ingénierie des instruments à cordes
Jake Sinclair
Ingénierie de prise de son
Todd Stopera
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jonathan Allen
Ingénierie des instruments à cordes
Paroles
Climbing out the back door, didn't leave a mark
No one knows it's you, Miss Jackson
Found another victim, but no one's gonna find
Miss Jackson, Jackson, Jackson
You put a sour little flavor in my mouth now
You move in circles hoping no one's gonna find out
But we're so lucky, kiss the ring and let 'em bow down
Looking for the time of your life
(And no one's gonna find out)
A pretty picture, but the scenery is so loud
A face like heaven, catching lighting in your nightgown
But back away from the water, babe, you might drown
The party isn't over tonight
(Lighting in your nightgown)
Hey
Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?
Hey
Out the back door, goddamn, but I love her anyway
I love her anyway
I love her anyway
Out the back door, goddamn, but I love her anyway
Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, are you nasty?
Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, are you nasty?
Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, are you nasty?
Are you nasty? I love her anyway
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Out the back door, goddamn, but I love her anyway
Way down till the fire finally dies out
You've got 'em wrapped around your finger, watch 'em fall down
There's something beautiful and tragic in the fallout
Let me say it one more time
(Tragic in the fallout)
Hey
Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?
Hey
Out the back door, goddamn, but I love her anyway
I love her anyway
I love her anyway
Out the back door, goddamn, but I love her anyway
Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, are you nasty?
Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, are you nasty?
Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, are you nasty?
Are you nasty? I love her anyway
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Out the back door, goddamn, but I love her any—
Climbing out the back door, didn't leave a mark
No one knows it's you, Miss Jackson
Found another victim, but no one's gonna find
Miss Jackson, Jackson, Jackson
I love her anyway
Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, are you nasty?
Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, are you nasty?
Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, are you nasty?
Are you nasty? I love her anyway
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Out the back door, goddamn, but I love her anyway
Writer(s): Jacob Sinclair, Amir Salem, Lauren Pritchard, Alex Goose, Brendon Urie, Brad Walker
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