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Jamie T
Jamie T
Вокал
Olly Burden
Olly Burden
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Jamie T
Jamie T
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Jamie T
Jamie T
Сопродюсер
Olly Burden
Olly Burden
Сопродюсер
Cenzo Townshend
Cenzo Townshend
Миксинг-инженер
Camden Clarke
Camden Clarke
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
John Davis
John Davis
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

[Verse 1]
Remember that night at The Hippodrome
Never knew that look when you look at me
Nervous as hell, so I didn't win a lot
You're the salt, I'm the lemon on the top
Get the feelin' that you're livin' with a patsy
Flirtin' with the bouncers a lot
Didn't expect them to frisk me
They never find baggies when they're sweatin' in your sock
[Chorus]
Heart quickens, south of the river
Mouth full of vinnie, sippin' cans full of liquor
Street light flickers, feel it in my blood
Any which way I turn out, the lights burn dimmer
And a black Bimmer tinted out to fuck
Drives past the window with a stolen stash in her
You know I'm all love, hatred and stuff
[Verse 2]
Part singer, dead man ringer
Still love old shows, I love John Cleese
New number, doin' shots
I hardly ever turn up to see my mates
A cucumber, I'm cool as ice
And ladies love LL, they don't love me
No care where you gonna find me
I'm still in a home of the NRA
[Chorus]
Heart quickens, south of the river
Mouth full of vinnie, sippin' cans full of liquor
Street light flickers, feel it in my blood
Any which way I turn out, the lights burn dimmer
And a black Bimmer tinted out to fuck
Drives past the window with a stolen stash in her
You know I'm all love, hatred and stuff
[Bridge]
Heartbreakin' times are full of promises
And I just don't wanna go, oh
[Instrumental]
Have an iron stomach, I know
Must be somethin' I need
Should I get lost or should I fade away? Yeah
[Chorus]
Heart quickens, south of the river
Mouth full of vinnie, sippin' cans full of liquor
Street light flickers, feel it in my blood
Any which way I turn out, the lights burn dimmer
Black Bimmer tinted out to fuck
Drives past the window with a stolen stash in her
You know I'm all love, hatred and stuff
[Outro]
Remember that night at The Hippodrome
Never knew that look when you look at me
Nervous as hell, so I didn't win a lot
You're the salt, I'm the lemon on the top
Get the feelin' that you're livin' with a patsy
Flirtin' with the bouncers a lot
Didn't expect them to frisk me
They never find baggies when they're sweatin' in your sock
Written by: Jamie T, Olly Burden
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