Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tove Lo
Tove Lo
Vocals
Zaac
Zaac
Vocals
The Struts
The Struts
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tove Lo
Tove Lo
Composer
Zaac
Zaac
Composer
Jefferson Junior
Jefferson Junior
Composer
Ludvig Söderberg
Ludvig Söderberg
Composer
Jakob Jerlström
Jakob Jerlström
Composer
Umberto Tavares
Umberto Tavares
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Struts
The Struts
Producer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Fera do Mar
Fera do Mar
Vocal Recording Engineer
Umberto Tavares
Umberto Tavares
Vocal Recording Engineer
Jefferson Junior
Jefferson Junior
Vocal Recording Engineer
Fera DoMar
Fera DoMar
Vocal Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tension is building with drinks
I wanna know what you're thinking
Hoping you're getting the hints
Getting more obvious with them
Who'll be making the move?
Feels kinda weird when it's you and I
And I
[Verse 2]
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, danada
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, malandra
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, me arranha
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, na manha
[Verse 3]
Our bodies tangled tight in the purple light
We're making love, passed out, we look so damn good tonight
And Sunday's shining in, feel the shame coming
You don't belong to me
Are you gonna tell her?
Our bodies tangled tight in the purple light
We're making love, passed out, we look so damn good tonight
And Sunday's shining in, feel the shame coming
You don't belong to me
Are you gonna tell her?
[Verse 4]
Ih, fico malucão, malucão e aí
Pura tentação quando senta aqui
Nesse jogo de perigo que mexe comigo
Quando eu tô contigo é tesão não dá pra resistir
Você joga só de sacanagem
Quando chega cheia de maldade
Lance perigoso é mais gostoso
Nossa pegação é nivel hard
[Verse 5]
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, danada
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, malandra
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, me arranha
Boom, toca aqui, boom, senta aqui, boom, na manha
[Verse 6]
Our bodies tangled tight in the purple light
We're making love, passed out, we look so damn good tonight
And Sunday's shining in, feel the shame coming
You don't belong to me
Are you gonna tell her?
Our bodies tangled tight (Tangled tight) in the purple light
We're making love, passed out, we look so damn good tonight
And Sunday's shining in, feel the shame coming (Coming)
You don't belong to me (No, no)
Are you gonna tell her?
[Verse 7]
Ah, yeah
Are you gonna tell her?
Are you gonna tell her?
Que brisa, hein mano?
Are you gonna tell her?
Are you?
Are you gonna tell her?
Written by: Jakob Jerlström, Jefferson Junior, Ludvig Söderberg, Tove Lo, Umberto Tavares, Zaac
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