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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Miike Snow
Miike Snow
Vocals
Apocalyptic Brass Collective
Apocalyptic Brass Collective
Horn Section
Andrew Wyatt
Andrew Wyatt
Vocals
EL-P
EL-P
Vocals
Killer Mike
Killer Mike
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Hilliard
Bob Hilliard
Songwriter
Burt Bacharach
Burt Bacharach
Songwriter
Pontare
Pontare
Songwriter
Andrew Wyatt
Andrew Wyatt
Songwriter
Christian Karlsson
Christian Karlsson
Songwriter
Pontus Winnberg
Pontus Winnberg
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Miike Snow
Miike Snow
Producer
Erik Fernholm
Erik Fernholm
Engineer
Johannes Raassina
Johannes Raassina
Mixing Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Wild hungry arms, wild hungry arms
Give me all the love I need
[Verse 2]
Girl, you say you want it
And I have no trips about it
And these played out faces around me
Want you to know where they go
But they ain't got nothing on you
To say I'd open your mouth for me
I've got you locked down like police
And no three to five, you're doing life, so
[Verse 3]
Please don't knock over my heart
'Cause my heart is full of you
Yeah, my heart is full of you
I don't worry about tomorrow
'Cause my heart is full of you
Yeah, my heart is full of you
[Verse 4]
Country girl meets city slicker, former stripper tipper
Her mama said that she should kick it with a better ninja
Her daddy hates on Run the Jewels and don't like Michael Render
Monogamy ain't even promised if we add a member
I stay faithful from November on to next December
No average marriage but your life will be such an adventure
Iced out in Iceland in the Blue Lagoon, dead of the winter
Stop listening to your loser family, come fuck with a winner
[Verse 5]
I'm from a city where having a heart is not suggested
I'm a maverick of tapping backs, I'm a savage inventor
I'm cleaning braces with tongue and vac-ing the back of dentures
Even a bearskin rug in a living room could get it
Don't be mad at me, I'm just joking, and grab some attention
But really fact of the matter I cut a pinky off and slide it 'cross the table
Just to get into the room that you undress in
I fight a fucking Wookie just to bend it
[Verse 6]
Please don't knock over my heart
'Cause my heart is full of you
Yeah, my heart is full of you
I don't worry about tomorrow
'Cause my heart is full of you
Yeah, my heart is full of you
[Verse 7]
Wild hungry arms, wild hungry arms
Give me all the love I need
After a while, fanned the fire
And I knew that you were wild
I, that, think that the time is now
I, I think that the time is now, so
[Verse 8]
So please don't knock over my heart
'Cause my heart is full of you
Yeah, my heart is full of you
I don't worry about tomorrow
'Cause my heart is full of you
Yeah, my heart is full of you
Written by: A. Wyatt, Bob Hilliard, Burt Bacharach, C. Karlsson, P. Winnberg, Pontare
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