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She Moves In Her Own Way (Remastered 2021)
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Luke Pritchard
Luke Pritchard
Вокал
Hugh Harris
Hugh Harris
Бэк-вокал
Max Rafferty
Max Rafferty
Бэк-вокал
Paul Garred
Paul Garred
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Luke Pritchard
Luke Pritchard
Автор песен
Hugh Harris
Hugh Harris
Автор песен
Max Rafferty
Max Rafferty
Автор песен
Paul Garred
Paul Garred
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Tony Hoffer
Tony Hoffer
Продюсер
Todd Burke
Todd Burke
Инженер звукозаписи
Ben Mason
Ben Mason
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Keith Gary
Keith Gary
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Will Hensley
Will Hensley
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Мастеринг-инженер
Iain Dowling
Iain Dowling
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Миксинг-инженер

Слова

So, at my show on Monday, I was hoping someday You'd be on your way to better things It's not about your make-up or how you try to shape up To these tiresome paper dreams Paper dreams, honey So, now you pour your heart out, you're telling me you're far out But not about to lie down for your cause But you don't pull my strings 'Cause I'm a better man moving on to better things Well, uh-oh, oh, I love her because she moves in her own way Well, uh-oh, oh, she came to my show just to hear about my day And at the show on Tuesday, she was in hеr mind, see Tempered furs and spanglеd boots Looks are deceiving, make me believe it And these tiresome paper dreams Paper dreams, honey, yeah So, won't you go far, tell them you're a keeper Not about to lie down for your cause And you don't pull my strings 'Cause I'm a better man moving on to better things Well, uh-oh, oh, I love her because she moves in her own way Well, uh-oh, oh, she came to my show just to hear about my day Yes, I wish that we never made it there through all the summers And kept them up instead of kicking us back down to the suburbs Yes, I wish that we never made it there through all the summers And kept them up instead of kicking us back down to the suburbs But, uh-oh, I love her because she moves in her own way But, uh-oh, she came to my show just to hear about my day But, uh-oh, oh, I love her because she moves in her own way But, uh-oh, oh, she came to my show just to hear about my day
Writer(s): Luke Pritchard, Hugh Murray Harris, Max Clarke Rafferty, Paul James Garred Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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