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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Dallon Weekes
Dallon Weekes
Chant
Jason Hill
Jason Hill
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Dallon Weekes
Dallon Weekes
Paroles/Composition
Jason Hill
Jason Hill
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dave Fridmann
Dave Fridmann
Production
Dallon Weekes
Dallon Weekes
Co‑production
Mike Fridmann
Mike Fridmann
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Jon Fridmann
Jon Fridmann
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Steve Fallone
Steve Fallone
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Hey, what you on about? Lipstick, quick wit with a dirty mouth Don't let your mother down You're deadlocked in night spots in Gloomtown And now you're in the right place at the wrong time And you can sell your soul if you're so inclined You just perpetuate expensive things and an upscale life With the rich girls in Gloomtown Rich girls in Gloomtown It's your last chance to get down You're so polite, girl Well-educated with a wicked mind Negative white girl For predilections for a proper good time And with the right last name, you can cut in line Or you can sell your soul if you're so inclined You just perpetuate expensive things and an upscale life With the rich girls in Gloomtown Hey, rich girls in Gloomtown Don't we love all the rich girls in Gloomtown? You've been so polite Thank God for charm school But if I read this right Uh, then all this attention's intentionally cruel Night heat, back again Turn them on, play pretend Blue-blooded fantasy Apocalypse, vanity Sex is a weapon Girl, your cruel intentions Life is a bitch When you're rich girls in Gloomtown Rich girls in Gloomtown Oh, rich boys in nightgowns (Oh) Hey, rich girls in Gloomtown Oh, rich girls in Gloomtown
Writer(s): Jason Staehler Hill, Dallon James Weekes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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