Vídeo da música
Vídeo da música
Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Roxette
Interpretação
Per Gessle
Vocais
Marie Fredriksson
Vocais principais
Clarence Ofwerman
Teclados
Christer Jansson
Percussão
Shooting Star
Programação
StoneBridge
Remixagem
Mats Holmquist
Regência de cordas
Stockholm Session Strings
Cordas
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Per Gessle
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Per Gessle
Produção
Marie Fredriksson
Produção
Michael Ilbert
Engenharia
Clarence Ofwerman
Produção
Mats Persson
Engenharia
Mikael Bolyos
Engenharia
Ronny Lahti
Engenharia (mixagem)
George Marino
Engenharia (masterização)
StoneBridge
Engenharia (mixagem)
Letra
What am I gonna do
When I get a little excited, a little in pain? Tell me
What am I gonna say
When I find the center of my heart is a suburb to the brain?
Singing, singing, singing, singing, singing...
You wear them so well, those innocent eyes
You're puttin' on a wonderful disguise
I want you so bad, I'm pushing my luck
It feels like being hit by a truck
And this is no place special
Don't know why I came
If someone has a minute
Won't you explain?
What am I gonna do
When I get a little excited, a little in pain? Tell me
What am I gonna say
When I find the center of my heart is a suburb to the brain?
Singing, singing, singing, singing, singing, singing, singing, singing
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Being with you, dealing with fire
Oh, won't you come around (come out)
Come out (today) and play?
(I want you so bad) answer my calls
Let's spend the night within these walls
This is no place special
Nothing for the sane (nothing for the sane)
If someone's got minute
Do please explain
What am I gonna do
When I get a little excited, a little in pain? Tell me
What am I gonna say
When I find the center of my heart is a suburb to the brain?
Singing, singing, singing, singing, singing, singing, singing, singing
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
What am I gonna do
When I get a little excited, a little in pain? Tell me
What am I gonna say
When I find the center of my heart is a suburb to the brain?
Singing, singing, singing, singing, singing, singing, singing, singing...
Written by: Per Gessle