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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Maggie Rogers
Maggie Rogers
Stimme und Gesang
Ian Fitchuk
Ian Fitchuk
Tasteninstrumente
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Maggie Rogers
Maggie Rogers
Songwriter:in
Ian Fitchuk
Ian Fitchuk
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Maggie Rogers
Maggie Rogers
Produzent:in
Ian Fitchuk
Ian Fitchuk
Produzent:in
Shawn Everett
Shawn Everett
Mischtechniker:in
Ian Gold
Ian Gold
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
John Rooney
John Rooney
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Konrad Snyder
Konrad Snyder
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lauren Marquez
Lauren Marquez
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Michael Deano
Michael Deano
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Josh Moore
Josh Moore
Schnitttechniker:in
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jack Manning
Jack Manning
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Lauren Marquer
Lauren Marquer
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Michael Dean
Michael Dean
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in

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My friend Sally's getting married And to me, that sounds so scary I'm still trying to clean up my side of the street Can't imagine what would happen 'Cause I'm still acting out of habit Hoping dirty words just don't escape my teeth Oh, but every time I try just a little Promise that I'll meet in the middle Always find my way back to my feet So close the door and change the channel Give me something I can handle A good lover or someone that's nice to me Take my money, wreck my Sundays Love me 'til your next somebody Oh, but promise me that when it's time to leave Don't forget me Don't forget me My friend Molly's got a guy she Swears to God could be her family Says he's got the greenest eyes you've ever seen But it's crazy all the days she spends Just following him to parties She seems happy, oh, but that's not love to me Oh, but every time I try just a little Promise that I'll meet in the middle But always my find my way back to my feet So close the door and change the channel Give me something I can handle A good lover or someone that's nice to me Take my money, wreck my Sundays Love me 'til your next somebody Oh, and promise me that when it's time to leave Don't forget me Don't forget me And maybe I'm dead wrong Maybe I was bitter from the winter all along Maybe there's a stranger standing, holding out for love Just waiting on the next street Just for me Oh, just for me So close the door and change the channel Give me something I can handle A good lover or someone that's nice to me Take my money, wreck my Sundays Love me 'til your next somebody Oh, but promise me that when it's time to leave Oh, won't you promise me that when it's time to leave? Don't forget me Don't forget me
Writer(s): Ian Fitchuk, Margaret Debay Rogers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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