Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Neil Smith
Gitarre
Christopher Vanderkooy
Gitarre
Peter Wilton
Bass
Mikey Pascuzzi
Schlagzeug
Tamara Lindeman
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Neil Smith
Songwriter:in
Christopher Vanderkooy
Songwriter:in
Peter Wilton
Songwriter:in
Mikey Pascuzzi
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Robbie Lackritz
Mischtechniker:in
Dave Ogilvie
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Liam Moes
Ingenieurassistent:in
Philip Shaw Bova
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Live a little won't уou just to seem like your own age
Give it up like you're back on Pender's ratchet estate
Having every sentiment for staying up with you
Taking drugs from your sock drawer just to seem like you do
Holding my baby like you
When you turn me on
It's the height of fun
Wake up and see that morning changes all
And everything else will go
As light slips in over your face there
Folded your fascination up to see me go
But you crack at the thought of all the guys I would blow
Then in a bedroom decorated like my taste
When you fuck, do you close your eyes and think of my face?
Holding my baby like you
When you turn me on
It's the height of fun
Wake up and see that morning changes all
And everything else will go
As light slips in over your face there
Holding my baby like you
When you turn me on
It's the height of fun
Wake up and see that morning changes all
And everything else will go
As light slips in over your face
Writer(s): Peter Wilton, Michael Pascuzzi, Neil Smith, Christopher Vanderkooy
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