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Carluccio
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Loyle Carner
Loyle Carner
Vocals
Elan Tamara Sey
Elan Tamara Sey
Autoharp
kwes.
kwes.
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elan Tamara Sey
Elan Tamara Sey
Songwriter
Benjamin Coyle-Larner
Benjamin Coyle-Larner
Songwriter
Duval Timothy
Duval Timothy
Composer
Kwesi Sey
Kwesi Sey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Parry
Dan Parry
Mixing Engineer
Nick Mills
Nick Mills
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Alfa Sekitoleko
Alfa Sekitoleko
Recording Engineer
kwes.
kwes.
Producer

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Uh, Can I get the beat up a little bit? (Fine) Don't leave Please I reckon that you're everything I need Uh, I know I'm getting grumpy in the week Sleeping in each others pockets living up each others sleeves Its the greed I know you hate that money plants the seed I hate the thought you don't believe In me, Reckon that I couldn't take the lead just Become another one who milks the sun until it bleeds Yo I think about my best days With you at home marking essays Pouring glasses of sparkling presse We raise a toast then an oven toast Making a roast thinking I can hold you close when the best strays But it if lost I wonder who's to know I pay the cost of all this to and fro It's like a frostbite blue with snow The day we lost Carluccio, uh, uh (And uhm, it's been a struggle sometimes) Uh, the thought makes me cry and i'm embarrassed Thinking bout the nights out in Paris, evening Swimming in the deep end Wishing I was savage Saying she ain't believing in marriage but times change Now its all a house out in Italy Ceremony in Sicily The dreams so bitter sweet Uh, cos when I close my eyes all I see is she Shit, I'm hoping she can picture me Or maybe picture kids with a Frisbee It's bad tendencies yo' I'm 'keeping em with me I think it's risky I reckon that she missed me We go together like the Nike airs and crisp tees But it we don't I wonder who's to know I pay the cost of all this to and fro It's like a frostbite blue with snow The way we lost Carluccio Ch'yeah Uh, uh the way we lost Carluccio I said The way way we lost Carluccio Uh The way we lost Carluccio On the day that we lost Carluccio The way we lost Carluccio You'll never be the worst to the first Or better than the last The less we asked to start our own little past I ain't thinking that fast I said, I ain't thinking that fast 'Cos when the honey moon blast and the day lights Passed we raise glass to the past sitting back on our arse And we loved yeah And we love (There fuck it)
Writer(s): Kwesi Sey, Benjamin Gerard Coyle-larner, Duval Kojo Bankole Timothy, Elan Tamara Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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