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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chromeo
Chromeo
Vocals
David Macklovitch
David Macklovitch
Vocals
Oliver Goldstein
Oliver Goldstein
Musician
Patrick Gemayel
Patrick Gemayel
Vocals
Noelle Scaggs
Noelle Scaggs
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Macklovitch
David Macklovitch
Lyrics
Patrick Gemayel
Patrick Gemayel
Songwriter
Oliver
Oliver
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chromeo
Chromeo
Producer
Oliver Goldstein
Oliver Goldstein
Producer
Sean Walsh
Sean Walsh
Additional Producer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Mixing Engineer
Delbert Bowers
Delbert Bowers
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Kevin Kocher
Kevin Kocher
Executive Producer
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Tha Funk Lordz
Tha Funk Lordz
Executive Producer
Tom Gardner
Tom Gardner
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I get strung up from her loving I wish she'd care to see But she only cares when she's got the time And I fret so much about her loving I wish she'd let me be But our destinies got us intertwined And is it really my fault? I get a shiver when I see you with those other guys Wearing the jacket I bought I can't help but lose my temper and I don't know why I get jealous, but I'm too cool to admit it When the fellas, talk to my girl I ain't with it I get jealous, but I'm too cool to admit it When the fellas, talk to my girl I ain't with it I ain't with it, I ain't with it, I ain't with it I ain't with it, I ain't with it, I ain't with it I ain't with it, I ain't with it, I ain't with it I ain't with it, I ain't with it, I ain't with it What is she thinking? Too much uncertainty Why can't she give some sort of sign? You know and I know, a thing about loyalty Ooh, but that girl don't pay it no mind So is it really my fault? I get a shiver when I see you with those other guys Wearing the jacket I bought I can't help but lose my temper and I don't know why I get jealous, but I'm too cool to admit it When the fellas, talk to my girl I ain't with it I get jealous, but I'm too cool to admit it When the fellas, talk to my girl I ain't with it I ain't with it, I ain't with it, I ain't with it I ain't with it, I ain't with it, I ain't with it I ain't with it, I ain't with it, I ain't with it I ain't with it, I ain't with it, I ain't with it I get strung up from her loving I wish she cared to see But she only cares when she so inclined And I fret so much about her loving I wish she'd let me be But our destinies got us so intertwined Back in 2011, I decided To not let this play with my mind But when the boys from out of town They come back around I feel like committing a crime, yeah I get jealous, but I'm too cool to admit it When the fellas, talk to my girl I ain't with it I get jealous, but I'm too cool to admit it When the fellas, talk to my girl I ain't with it I get jealous, but I'm too cool to admit it When the fellas, talk to my girl I ain't with it I get jealous, but I'm too cool to admit it When the fellas, talk to my girl I ain't with it
Writer(s): Oliver Goldstein, Patrick Gemayel, David Macklovitch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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