Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Allan Rayman
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allan Rayman
Composer
Spencer Muscio
Composer
Rainer Millar Blanchaer
Composer
Jeffrey Crake
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Spencer Muscio
Producer
Rainer Millar Blanchaer
Producer
Jeffrey Crake
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Well you don't wanna roll with me, I know
Could tell you 'bout the nights with my alter ego
I don't like to talk about it, oh, she knows
She feels special, feeling all too close
I was born to run, baby
I don't fit in, I could never be the crowd
Find that I do understand
Footloose, I am socially incapable of being your man
You're too cool, you're too cool, cool friend
So many cool friends
You're too cool, baby, I can't hang
You ain't gotta have it all at once
But then you're plain mean
She talk about him all too much
Think before you speak
You're too cool, you're too cool, cool friend
So many cool friends
You're too cool, baby, I can't hang
I don't like any of it
Now he don't say much, he speaks
About her feelings
Goes along with the words
He lost her meanings
I can keep it loose, mama
Keep you at the top, never let it sink in
I can be the moon, mama
I can hold the weight, just getting settled in
A lack of vision, I can see it in you
Ooh, you lack conviction, I can feed it to you
Shut the fuck up, baby, you don't ever stop
Boy, you know you're too close
You're too cool, you're too cool, cool friend
So many cool friends
You're too cool, baby, I can't hang
You ain't gotta have it all at once
But then you're plain mean
She talk about him all too much
Think before you speak
You're too cool, you're too cool, cool friend
So many cool friends
It's cool, it's cool, can't hang
I don't like any of it
It's cool, it's cool, can't hang
I don't like any of it
Writer(s): Jeffrey Crake, Marcel Millar Blanchaer, Spencer Muscio, Brendan Rayman
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