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Next Ex
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Next Ex was released on March 4, 2022 by Atlantic Records as a part of the album It Was Fun While It Lasted (Deluxe)
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Release DateMarch 4, 2022
LabelAtlantic Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM151

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sueco
Sueco
Vocals
Andrew Goldstein
Andrew Goldstein
Guitar
Colin Brittain
Colin Brittain
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Goldstein
Andrew Goldstein
Songwriter
Jesse Fink
Jesse Fink
Songwriter
William Henry Victor Schultz
William Henry Victor Schultz
Songwriter
Colin Brittain
Colin Brittain
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Goldstein
Andrew Goldstein
Producer
Colin Brittain
Colin Brittain
Producer
Kevin McCombs
Kevin McCombs
Mixing Engineer
Emerson Mancini
Emerson Mancini
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Picture you and me sitting in a tree
F-U-C-K-I-N-G
First comes drugs, then comes sex
Play your cards right, you'll be my next ex like
[Verse 1]
Seen a centerfold, she was on the pole
Bank account got low, throwing all my paper
She gets off at three, she said, "Come with me"
Guess I'm 'bout to be on my worst behavior
[PreChorus]
So tell me, tell me, tell me, are you cool with temporary?
I'm not trying to get married, I'm just trying to get carried away
Need a distraction, not emotional attachment
Body count like an assassin, I might fuck around and add one, baby
[Chorus]
Picture you and me sitting in a tree
F-U-C-K-I-N-G
First comes drugs, then comes sex
Play your cards right, you'll be my next ex like
[PostChorus]
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, you'll be my next ex like)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
[Verse 2]
Right when I walk through that door, slurp me up like escargot
Fifty gigs, all video, filling up my camera roll
Acrobat, Cirque du Soleil, my dick might break
Belt out when she scream my name like Beyoncé
[PreChorus]
So tell me, tell me, tell me, are you cool with temporary?
I'm not trying to get married, I'm just trying to get carried away
Need a distraction, not emotional attachment
Body count like an assassin, I might fuck around and add one, baby
[Chorus]
Picture you and me sitting in a tree
F-U-C-K-I-N-G
First comes drugs, then comes sex
Play your cards right, you'll be my next ex like
[PostChorus]
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, you'll be my next ex like)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, you'll be my next ex like)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Written by: Andrew Goldstein, Colin Brittain, Colin Brittain Cunningham, Jesse Fink, William Henry Victor Schultz
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