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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phil Jamieson
Phil Jamieson
Composer
Pat Davern
Pat Davern
Composer
Joe Hansen
Joe Hansen
Writer
Kristian Hopes
Kristian Hopes
Writer

Lyrics

1, 2, 3, 4
Oh no, it's over, can I give you a call?
We've come so far, we can't climb over the walls, yeah
Caked up, break up and now I want to be friends
It's hard to breathe I hope this doesn't offend
Offend
How come you never wanna dance with me anymore?
Lying cold, sleep at home while I'm on the floor
How come you never wanna dance with me anymore?
You've got a hold on me, girl
Knives out, we shout and steal a Mercedes Benz
Look sharp at dark without a power shot lens
(Lens)
Can I come 'round and have a look in your eyes?
You might just find you'll get a little surprise
Surprise
How come you never wanna dance with me anymore?
Lying cold, sleep at home while I'm on the floor
How come you never wanna dance with me anymore?
You've got a hold on me, girl
A hold on me, girl
A hold on me, girl
Watch out, now
Oh no, it's over, can I give you a call?
We've come so far, we can't climb over the walls
Yeah
How come you never wanna dance with me anymore?
Lying cold, sleep at home while I'm on the floor
How come you never wanna dance with me anymore?
You've got a hold on me, girl
A hold on me, girl
A hold on me, girl
Watch out, now
Written by: Joe Hansen, Kristian Hopes, Pat Davern, Phil Jamieson
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