Vídeo musical

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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Adam Sandler
Adam Sandler
Stimme und Gesang
Dan Bulla
Dan Bulla
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Dan Bulla
Dan Bulla
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Adam Sandler
Adam Sandler
Produzent:in
Dan Bulla
Dan Bulla
Produzent:in
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
David Cook
David Cook
Mischtechniker:in
Elmo Weber
Elmo Weber
Mischtechniker:in
Lee Pepper
Lee Pepper
Mischtechniker:in
Paul Sado
Paul Sado
Produzent:in
Benjamin Maas
Benjamin Maas
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Chris Howland
Chris Howland
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Jon D'Uva
Jon D'Uva
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
So anyways if that man is watchin' my Netflix special right now
I think of you a lot, sir, I think of you a lot
Alright Milwaukee, let's fuckin' do this shit, here we go
[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Here we go again
Come on
[Verse 3]
I'm headin' out and all I'm takin' with me is my
Phone, wallet, keys, yeah, phone, wallet, keys
Just those three things please, need my phone, wallet, keys
Got my credit cards in my wallet, got my phone, you can call it
Master lock on my front door
That's what my motherfuckin' keys are for
[Verse 4]
My phone, wallet, keys, yeah, phone, wallet, keys
Good things come in threes
Need my phone, wallet, keys
If I'm goin' to the zoo I need my
(Phone, wallet, keys)
If I'm gettin' a face tattoo I need my
(Phone, wallet, keys)
If I'm goin' out to a weddin'
If it's winter time and I'm sleddin'
If I'm at the daddy daughter dance
My phone, wallet, keys are in my pants
[Verse 5]
I'm goin' on vacation to the West Indies
And I don't got no luggage, just got phone, wallet, keys
I roll on up to the airport, lady asks for my passport
Fuck, okay
[Verse 6]
Guess I need my phone, wallet, passport, keys
Phone, wallet, passport, keys
Now I need four things, bitch, please
Phone, wallet, passport, keys
I'm finally on the plane I'm ridin' Delta, Delta
The lady farted next to me, I smelt her, I smelt her
We get to thirty thousand feet, I recline my fuckin' seat
'Bout to watch a movie, stop, I forgot my laptop
Mmm, motherfucker, dammit
[Verse 7]
Now I need my laptop, phone, wallet, passport, keys
Laptop, phone, wallet, passport, keys
Too much shit, that's five fuckin' things
Laptop, phone, wallet, passport, keys
I'm swingin' my shit all over the place
I'm hurtin' ya, I'm hurtin' ya
I'm carryin' so much shit
I got a hernia, a hernia
No place to put it, what should I do?
Probably should take my iPad too
What the fuck else did I forget?
(Sandman, you need tons of shit)
[Verse 8]
My Tic-Tacs, my backpack, my Zippo lighter, my charge pack
My sunglasses, my hairspray, my headphones (They're Beats by Dre)
My notebook, my GoPro, my vape pen, my crossbow
My toothpick, my pocket knife, oh, fuck, I forgot my wife
[Verse 9]
(Phone, wallet, keys) Goddamn
(Phone, wallet, keys)
It used to be so easy with my phone, my wallet, and my keysies
(Phone, wallet, keys) Yeah
(Phone, wallet, keys)
It used to be a breezy with my phone, my wallet, and my keysies
[Verse 10]
My pockets got so heavy now I'm crampin', I'm crampin'
Each time I leave my house it's like I'm campin', I'm campin'
I'm miserable just standin' around, I'm like a walkin' lost and found
You know I'd rather stay at home where all I need's my fuckin' phone
[Verse 11]
(Phone, phone, phone) Yeah
(Phone, phone, phone)
Much happier at home just playin' with my phone
(Phone, phone, phone) Yeah
(Phone, phone, phone)
Yeah, I'll just stay at home
And fiddle with my phone on the toilet
[Verse 12]
I'm gonna do my first mic drop
Yeah
Written by: Dan Bulla
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