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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Velvet Revolver
Velvet Revolver
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Kushner
Dave Kushner
Composer
Duff McKagan
Duff McKagan
Composer
Slash
Slash
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brendan O'Brien
Brendan O'Brien
Producer
Nick DiDia
Nick DiDia
Recording Engineer
Billy Bowers
Billy Bowers
Engineer
Tom Syrowski
Tom Syrowski
Assistant Engineer
Matt Serrecchio
Matt Serrecchio
Assistant Engineer
Glenn Pittman
Glenn Pittman
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Mills
Kevin Mills
Assistant Engineer
Tom Tapley
Tom Tapley
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

She's all that I see and all that I breathe Take a breath and hold her in As her shadow's whispering I can here the laughter, knowing what they're after While she flies beside me on many broken wings Take, take a look around She's a pretty good dancer She dances on my grave Every time it goes down Every time she comes down Every time we fall down she dances all over me She's the world at my feet The sun that gives heat Take a rest and hold her near Or she'll float away from here 'Cause I'm knowing what your fearing And a sentimental jury And every mile that guides you I'll watch over everything Take, take a look around She's a pretty good dancer She dances on my grave Everytime it goes down Everytime she comes down Everytime we fall down She dances all over me And everytime that we feel it It's just another long wasted night And the dance that we do Is just another way for you to roll over me And the bed that we're sharing Is the home that I wanna bring you Wanna feel you, I don't wanna hear you Take, take a look around She's a pretty good dancer She dances on my grave Everytime it goes down Everytime she comes down Everytime we fall down She dances all over me She dances all over me She dances all over me She's a pretty good dancer Take it, take a look around She's a pretty good dancer, pretty, pretty, pretty dancer Everytime she come around, she comes down As soon as I walk in the front door you're drunk on the wine You're the craziest bitch I'll ever find Like I said, I'll walk in the front door Sometimes she chased me out through the other door Don't start that shit tonight, the police and that kind And when I lay there and I dream It's all their faces that I see Don't drop that dime Don't drop that dime Sweet Caroline, oh mine Don't drop that dime on me tonight It all begins with that old sinking feeling But then we start drinking rye I could smell the crazy coming out in that hard rain tonight Like I said, I'll walk through the front door Another woman, she was parked at the back door I'll get busted, and I'll probably get busted once or twice before, yeah And when I lay there and I dream It's all their faces that I see Don't drop that dime Don't drop that dime Sweet Caroline, oh mine Don't drop that dime on me tonight Oh, the pain, so sweet Oh, the game, so mean I caught your lie (I caught your lie) I drove all night (I drove all night) You cherish whispers when I sleep Don't drop that dime Don't drop that dime Sweet girl of mine, o' mine Don't draw that gun on me tonight Don't drop that dime Don't drop that dime Don't shoot that gun o' mine Don't shoot that gun at me tonight Don't drop that dime Don't drop that dime Don't shoot that gun o' mine Don't shoot that gun at me tonight Yodel-ay-eh-oh Huh, whatever
Writer(s): Saul Hudson, David Kushner, Matt Sorum, Duff Rose Mckagan, Scott Weiland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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