Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Bo Staloch
Stimme und Gesang
Andrew Wells
Bass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bo Staloch
Komponist:in
Sam Harris
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Andrew Wells
Produzent:in
Ryan Del Vecchio
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
All my life
Don't think I've ever seen a dress that tight
Come around with those emerald eyes, hiding out in the bathroom
Well, Jesus Christ
Try to act all casual
Hell bound in a crowded room, running around tryna find you
Stressing me out
How much longer can we
Keep things under the table
Or bottled up, ripping off the label?
Well, God, I just wanna take you home
How much longer can we wait?
Baby, leave that dress out on the sidewalk
Running naked down the street ain't no shame walk
God, I just wanna take you home
Hide your grin (Your grin)
Anytime we're eating out with all your friends
We footsie like it's seventh grade, baby, drive me wild, woo
Stressing me out
How much longer can we
Keep things under the table
Or bottled up, ripping off the label?
Well, God, I just wanna take you home
How much longer can we wait?
Baby, leave that dress out on the sidewalk
Running naked down the street ain't no shame walk
God, I just wanna take you home
You make me wanna scream it out loud (Woo)
Want you right here, right now
But love takes time and patience
For you, I'll wait it out
You make me wanna scream it out loud (Woo)
I want you right here, right now (Woo)
But love takes time and patience
For you, I'll wait it out
Writer(s): Bo Staloch, Sam Harris
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