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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Alison Mosshart
Alison Mosshart
Stimme und Gesang
Jamie Hince
Jamie Hince
Programmierung
Paul Epworth
Paul Epworth
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Alison Mosshart
Alison Mosshart
Songwriter:in
Jamie Hince
Jamie Hince
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jamie Hince
Jamie Hince
Produzent:in
Paul Epworth
Paul Epworth
Produzent:in
Riley MacIntyre
Riley MacIntyre
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Robert Adam Stevenson
Robert Adam Stevenson
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Mischtechniker:in
Adam Hong
Adam Hong
Mischtechniker:in
Chiara Ferracuti
Chiara Ferracuti
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Wait for me, stay for me Medicate my bad days He don't mind my ways Speak for me, bleed for me Steal me away From all the bad guys, 'cause I'm nice Down here on the Bowery The city's got me feeling high Got me where you want me In your midnight eye Always remember honey When you need a ride You got me, got me, got me goin' Got me runnin' wild, 'cause Eh, you taste just like New York Before a storm takes hold You were raised like you were high and armed And I'm alone, but eh I bust my lips on yours How sweet, the night is dark enough We're only seeing stars You're made for me, come back babe Leave a knife in the heart of me every time you go I can't keep my eyes on the road I'm awake and want it, I'ma take something Let it be you, you, you, you Eh, you taste just like New York Before a storm takes hold You were raised like you were high and armed And I'm alone, but eh I bust my lips on yours How sweet, the night is dark enough We're only seeing stars You taste just like New York Boom, boom, boom What ya do, do, do to me? Rip it from the deepest root o' me It's easy for you to see You got me where you want me Boom, boom, boom What ya do, do, do to me? Rip it from the deepest root o' me It's easy for you to see You got me where you want me Eh, you taste just like New York Before a storm takes hold You were raised like you were high and armed And I'm alone, but eh I bust my lips on yours How sweet, the night is dark enough We're only seeing stars You taste just like New York You taste just like New York You taste just like New York And I'm alone Eh, I bust my lips on yours How sweet, the night is dark enough We're only seeing stars
Writer(s): Alison Mosshart, Jamie Hince Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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