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Oops
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Oops foi lançado em 28 de fevereiro de 2025 por November Yellow como parte do álbum Songs Along the Way - EP
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Data de lançamento28 de fevereiro de 2025
SeloNovember Yellow
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM155

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Fraser Churchill
Fraser Churchill
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Fraser Churchill
Fraser Churchill
Composição
Brock Westover
Brock Westover
Composição
Willie Morrison
Willie Morrison
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Fraser Churchill
Fraser Churchill
Produção
Brock Westover
Brock Westover
Produção

Letra

[Verse 1]
I was gonna move to California
And find a little one bed on the beach
I was gonna close down every dive bar
And maybe get lucky every other week
[PreChorus]
But ain't it crazy how things can change?
All she said was "Hey"
[Chorus]
And oops, there goes my heart beat
There goes my weak knees
There goes the cliche butterflies
There goes that big bet I made with my best friends
That I'm gonna live that single life
Oops, the second you held my hand
It was out of my hands, ain't a damn thing I could do
There goes my heart beat, there goes my weak knees
Ain't nothing left to say but, "Oops"
[Verse 2]
You got me making Sunday morning pancakes
Instead of sleeping in till 2:00 or 3:00
Never really cared for writing love songs
And chasing sunsets, but oh
Now I wanna write you a symphony
[PreChorus]
Ain't it crazy what you can find
As soon as you stop tryin'?
[Chorus]
Oops, there goes my heart beat
There goes my weak knees
There goes the cliche butterflies
There goes that big bet I made with my best friends
That I'm gonna live that single life
Oops, the second you held my hand
It was out of my hands, ain't a damn thing I could do
There goes my heart beat, there goes my weak knees
Ain't nothing left to say but, "Oops"
[Bridge]
Funny little thing about fate
It laughs at every plan you make
I guess I gotta throw up both my hands and say
[Chorus]
Oops, there goes my heart beat
There goes my weak knees
There goes the cliche butterflies
There goes that big bet I made with my best friends
That I'm gonna live that single life
Oops, the second you held my hand
It was out of my hands, ain't a damn thing I could do
There goes my heart beat, there goes my weak knees
Ain't nothing left to say but, "Oops"
[Outro]
Ain't nothing left to say, but
Written by: Brock Westover, Fraser Churchill, Willie Morrison
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