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Caro Emerald
Caro Emerald
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Wieger Hoogendorp
Wieger Hoogendorp
Электрогитара
Caroline Van Der Leeuw
Caroline Van Der Leeuw
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David Schreurs
David Schreurs
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Jan Van Wieringen
Jan Van Wieringen
Программирование
Bram Hakkens
Bram Hakkens
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Claus Tofft
Claus Tofft
Гуиро
Dj Kypski
Dj Kypski
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Everton Nelson
Everton Nelson
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Jeroen Vierdag
Jeroen Vierdag
Электрическая бас-гитара
Robin Veldman
Robin Veldman
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Sander Rozeboom
Sander Rozeboom
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Stefan Kruger
Stefan Kruger
Ударные инструменты
Tom Rees Roberts
Tom Rees Roberts
Труба
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Caro Emerald
Caro Emerald
Композитор
Vincent Degiorgio
Vincent Degiorgio
Композитор
David Schreurs
David Schreurs
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Caroline Van Der Leeuw
Caroline Van Der Leeuw
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Jules Buckley
Jules Buckley
Аранжировщик струнных инструментов
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
David Schreurs
David Schreurs
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Jan Van Wieringen
Jan Van Wieringen
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(Verse) He's like a whip that doesn't crack You'll take a sip and you're on your back Those big blue eyes are hard to reach So impossible, it makes you me Like a guitar that cries for days Seduces you in a thousand ways You feel his dreams, now you're uptight It makes any girl we can out of sight (Chorus) 'Cause he's not undercover, he walks past his lovers And the others know there's no defense There is no evidence He creates an illusion that leads to confusion And you give up your common sense Well that's my two cents (Verse) He's like a wall that's made of steel Too cold to touch but not much to feel His silent smile he shares with you The tricks of the trade, he's glad to lose Into thin air he disappears Gives one last look and frozen leaf Your heart for sure is good as gone Love's a TV set that says it's nothing on (Chorus) 'Cause he's not undercover, he walks past his lovers And the others know there's no defense There is no evidence He creates an illusion that leads to confusion And you give up your common sense Well that's my two cents (Bridge) There's no behind with the problems of a glint All the coins dissipate when there are no fingerprints Don't retrace your steps 'Cause his story's letting you A one man casino If you spin the wheel you lose (Chorus) 'Cause he's not undercover, he walks past his lovers And the others know there's no defense There is no evidence He creates an illusion that leads to confusion And you give up your common sense Well that's my two cents
Writer(s): Vincent Paul Degiorgio, David C. Schreurs, Caroline E. Van Der Leeuw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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