Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
VITA
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Vita Jutsen
Автор песен
Nazareth “naz” Portillo
Автор песен
Mathew “HAMISH” Benthall
Автор песен
Aaron Charles Bortz
Автор песен
Johnny Hall
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Chloe George
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Madison Stewart
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Sol Was
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Tempest
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Johnny Hall
Продюсер
Aabo
Продюсер
Nicolas De Porcel
Мастеринг-инженер
HAMISH
Продюсер
NAZ
Инженер звукозаписи
Слова
[Chorus]
You give me butterflies, I think I like you
What we gonna do about it?
You give me butterflies, I think I like you
What we gonna do about it?
[Verse 1]
Got you wrapped around my finger like a drunk cigarette
Ooh, I know I'll regret, babe
You don't make it easy for me
Run your hands up my legs
Wrap your hands 'round my neck, babe
[PreChorus]
I rolled the dice
Made a bet
And I swore never again
That I would fight until the very bitter end
Maybe if I take a bite
My sweet lady apple pie
But if my heart gets broke
No one comes out alive
[Chorus]
You give me butterflies, I think I like you
What we gonna do about it?
You give me butterflies, I think I like you
What we gonna do about it?
[Verse 2]
Oh, no
You plus me
I don't want it all
Wasn't really meant to be emotional
I knew that I couldn't get too close to ya
Oh, no
D-I-E, call the coroner
L-U-V, I don't wanna know
I knew that I could never get too comfortable
[PreChorus]
I rolled the dice
Made a bet
And I swore never again
That I would fight until the very bitter end
Maybe if I take a bite
My sweet lady apple pie
But if my heart gets broke
No one comes out alive
[Chorus]
You give me butterflies, I think I like you
What we gonna do about it?
You give me butterflies, I think I like you
What we gonna do about it?
[Chorus]
You give me butterflies, I think I like you
What we gonna do about it?
You give me butterflies, I think I like you
What we gonna do about it?
Written by: Aaron Charles Bortz, Chloe George, Hamisht, Johnny Hall, Madison Stewart, Mathew “HAMISH” Benthall, Nazareth “naz” Portillo, Sol Was, Solomon Cole Fagenson, Tempest, Vita Jutsen

