Video musicale

In primo piano

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emma Bunton
Emma Bunton
Vocals
Victoria Beckham
Victoria Beckham
Vocals
Melanie Brown
Melanie Brown
Vocals
Melanie C
Melanie C
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emma Bunton
Emma Bunton
Songwriter
Victoria Beckham
Victoria Beckham
Songwriter
Rodney Jerkins
Rodney Jerkins
Songwriter
Lashawn Daniels
Lashawn Daniels
Songwriter
Fred Jerkins
Fred Jerkins
Songwriter
Melanie Brown
Melanie Brown
Songwriter
Melanie Chisholm
Melanie Chisholm
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harvey Mason, Jr.
Harvey Mason, Jr.
Editing Engineer
Brad Gilderman
Brad Gilderman
Mixing Engineer
Dave Russell
Dave Russell
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ian Robertson
Ian Robertson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rodney Jerkins
Rodney Jerkins
Producer
Lashawn Daniels
Lashawn Daniels
Producer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer

Testi

La la la la la la La la la la You thought that this was love But my plan, wasn't that for us I thought that you would understand I didn't want you for my full time man I like the way you made me feel that night It's something that I can't deny But I've been hurt before I can't take it no more That's why, that's why A weekend love is all it was (all it was) Nothing serious because We're playing games, we're only young (ooh) Get with it, it was just a weekend love (just a weekend love) You thought you'd break the rules You thought that I would be a fool But now that the tables have turned This is a lesson you didn't want to learn, learn I loved the way you make me feel inside It's something I just had to try But I've been hurt before I can't take it no more That's why, that's why A weekend love is all it was (that's all it was for me) Nothing serious because (serious, just because) We're playing games, we're only young (games we're only young) Get with it, it was just a weekend love (just a weekend love) A weekend love is all it was (just a weekend love, that's all, it was) Nothing serious because (nothing serious because) We're playing games we're only young (we're only, oooh, na-na na na) Get with it, it was just a weekend love (a weekend love) Don't try to make me believe that you'd never hurt someone Now that pain has come back to you Thought the love you had was true And now you don't know what to do, oh Everytime I turn around you're standing right there I really don't want you and I really don't care I can't think about you no not forever What we had was good but theres much more better You try to blame me, I'll put the blame on you You play the game baby, I can play the game too You say you want me back it's a simple fact Darkchild and all my girls got my back like that, yeah A weekend love is all it was (love) Nothing serious because (serious because) We're playing games, we're only young (Ooh-yeah, games cos we're only young) Get with it, it was just a weekend love (ooh-whoa, ah-ah, ah-ah) A weekend love is all it was (love is it all it was) Nothing serious because (serious because) We're playing games, we're only young (games we're only young) Get with it, it was just a weekend love (just a weekend) A little weekend love La la la la la la La la la la
Writer(s): Fred Jerkins, Melanie Janine Brown, Victoria Caroline Beckham, Rodney Jerkins, Emma Lee Bunton, Lashawn Daniels, Melanie Chisholm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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