Muziekvideo

Muziekvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brent Paschke
Brent Paschke
Guitar
Chad Hugo
Chad Hugo
Horn
Eric Fawcett
Eric Fawcett
Drums
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Neptunes
The Neptunes
Producer
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Recording Engineer
Hart Gunther
Hart Gunther
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mike Larson
Mike Larson
Assistant Recording Engineer
RICK BRYANT
RICK BRYANT
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mike Hogue
Mike Hogue
Assistant Recording Engineer
Neal Pogue
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
Femio Hernandez
Femio Hernandez
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ryan Kennedy
Ryan Kennedy
Assistant Recording Engineer

Songteksten

Yeah...
I was at a show
Backstage, untying my shoes
There was your friend from WireImage
Standing beside her was you
And Nigo told me, "Don't do it"
My nice image would go up in fumes
But, the head without the ears heard it
So, you end up in my room
Textin' me a hundred times
Callin' me a hundred times
Hope it is not you this time
Damn, I gotta change my line (Say why...?)
Textin' me you're gonna die, call a psychiatric line
Friends and family should know I'm reportin' this as a crime
I bet you heard this song, wonder who I'm talkin' 'bout
I said, I bet you heard this song, wonder who I'm talkin' 'bout
I bet you heard this song, wonder who I'm talkin' 'bout
I bet you heard this song, wonder who I'm talkin' 'bout
You!
Hoo-hoo-hoo
Yeah, baby
Ho...
Hoo-hoo-hoo
Yeah, baby
And on those frustrated nights, e-mails that could evoke tears
(I like you... I like you... I love you... I think I'm dying!)
My friend asked me for your e-mail address, she said she'd take it from here
She said she tried to walk you through the picture (He doesn't like you.)
But, for you, nothing is clear (Hehe... but why??)
Now, she too is frustrated, and, damn – that's been a year
Textin' me a hundred times
Callin' me a hundred times
Hope it is not you this time
Damn, I gotta change my line (Say why...?)
Textin' me you're gonna die, call a psychiatric line
Friends and family should know I'm reportin' this as a crime
I bet you heard this song, wonder who I'm talkin' 'bout
I said, I bet you heard this song, wonder who I'm talkin' 'bout
I bet you heard this song, wonder who I'm talkin' 'bout
I bet you heard this song, wonder who I'm talkin' 'bout
(Uh...) You!
Hoo-hoo-hoo
Yeah, baby
Ho...
Hoo-hoo-hoo
Yeah, baby
As you listen to this song –
I hope your thought process evolves
It's not your reasoning that's wrong
It's that deep down everything is gone
The place is empty, no lights on
Instead happiness should be sprawled
Across the face of your heart's wall
But, you'll press pause and you'll just call (Fuck...)
Aw, baby...
You can't help yourself?
Aw, baby...
You can't even help yourself
I bet you heard this song, wonder who I'm talkin' 'bout
I said, I bet you heard this song, wonder who I'm talkin' 'bout
I bet you heard this song, wonder who I'm talkin' 'bout
I bet you heard this song, wonder who I'm talkin' 'bout
(Uh...) You!
Hoo-hoo-hoo
Yeah, baby
Ho...
Hoo-hoo-hoo
Yeah, baby
You!
This saxophone makes my head hurt...
Written by: Pharrell Williams
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