Music Video

She Moves In Her Own Way (Remastered 2021)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Pritchard
Luke Pritchard
Vocals
Hugh Harris
Hugh Harris
Background Vocals
Max Rafferty
Max Rafferty
Background Vocals
Paul Garred
Paul Garred
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Pritchard
Luke Pritchard
Songwriter
Hugh Harris
Hugh Harris
Songwriter
Max Rafferty
Max Rafferty
Songwriter
Paul Garred
Paul Garred
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony Hoffer
Tony Hoffer
Producer
Todd Burke
Todd Burke
Recording Engineer
Ben Mason
Ben Mason
Assistant Recording Engineer
Keith Gary
Keith Gary
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Will Hensley
Will Hensley
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Iain Dowling
Iain Dowling
Assistant Recording Engineer
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

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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