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Ascolta 'Alibi (feat. Rudimental) [The Remixes] - EP' di Ella Henderson
ALBUMAlibi (feat. Rudimental) [The Remixes] - EPElla Henderson

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rudimental
Rudimental
Vocals
Ella Henderson
Ella Henderson
Vocals
Ruth-Anne Cunningham
Ruth-Anne Cunningham
Background Vocals
Daniel Pearce
Daniel Pearce
Choir
Hal Ritson
Hal Ritson
Choir
Richard Adlam
Richard Adlam
Choir
Sharlene Hector
Sharlene Hector
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ella Henderson
Ella Henderson
Songwriter
Doug Rasheed
Doug Rasheed
Songwriter
John Morgan
John Morgan
Songwriter
Larry Sanders
Larry Sanders
Songwriter
Maegan Cottone
Maegan Cottone
Songwriter
Olivia Sebastianelli
Olivia Sebastianelli
Songwriter
Ruth-Anne Cunningham
Ruth-Anne Cunningham
Songwriter
Artis Ivey Jr.
Artis Ivey Jr.
Songwriter
Stevie Wonder
Stevie Wonder
Songwriter
Will Lansley
Will Lansley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rudimental
Rudimental
Producer
Shapes
Shapes
Additional Producer
Punctual
Punctual
Producer
Kevin Grainger
Kevin Grainger
Mastering Engineer

Testi

You better run and hide, baby, I know where you were last night So I'm lightin' up the sky, settin' fire to your paradise You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no alibi You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no alibi You better run and hide, baby, I know where you were last night So I'm lightin' up the sky, settin' fire to your paradise You better run and hide, baby, I know where you were last night So I'm lightin' up the sky, settin' fire to your paradise You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no alibi You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no alibi Gotta say I'm sorry and that liquor made me Your mama never tell ya how to treat a lady? By this time tomorrow, you gon' really hate me Bet you wish you never played me You took her in our bed, you got no respect What did you expect? Now I burned this house down To the left, I'm on to the next I'ma get my sweet revenge Tell me, how do you lie so easily? You've been messin' with her, don't mess with me Tell me, how do you lie so easily? You've been messin' with her, don't mess with me You better run and hide, baby, I know where you were last night (hm) So I'm lightin' up the sky, settin' fire to your paradise You better run and hide, baby, I know where you were last night So I'm lightin' up the sky, settin' fire to your paradise (You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no alibi) You got no alibi (You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no alibi) Hm, no, no (You ain't got no, you ain't got no) hm (you ain't got no alibi) Hm (ain't got no alibi) (You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no alibi) Oh, oh, oh, oh (You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no alibi) You got no alibi (You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no alibi) Oh, no (You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no alibi) Oh-oh (You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no alibi) You ain't got no alibi
Writer(s): Larry James Sanders, Stevie Wonder, Artis L. Ivey Jr., Douglas B. Rasheed, John Morgan, Ruth Anne Cunningham, Ella Henderson, Maegan Severia Cottone, Olivia Fay Sebastianelli, William Martyn Morris Lansley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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