Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matt Prime
Guitar
Connor Ball
Vocals
Jay Reynolds
Programming
Bradley Simpson
Guitar
James McVey
Guitar
Tristan Evans
Drums
Philip Cook
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Prime
Songwriter
Connor Ball
Songwriter
Bradley Simpson
Songwriter
James McVey
Songwriter
Tristan Evans
Songwriter
Seye Adelekan
Songwriter
Tim Woodcock
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Prime
Producer
Jay Reynolds
Mixing Engineer
Christian Wright
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Dear diary
Want to make a new entry
Oh, you wouldn't believe me
What began today
Well, she called me
Oh, that girl from the party
And I thought she should be on TV
When I first saw her face
She said, "Alright
What are you doing till daylight?"
So I chanced it
I said, "Dancing with you"
She got legs like Beyonce
Give me the eye like Rihanna
I wanna put her on camera
'Cause she drive me crazy, crazy, crazy
Don't need no game show
Or a Hollywood movie, pop video
'Cause as long as she's next to me
I got all the girls on TV
I got all the girls on TV
I got all the girls on TV
Dear diary
We finished dinner early
And the way that she kissed me
Sent us on our way
She danced like
A professional all night
And the stars were her spotlight
The city became her stage
And I said, "So
Can I buy a ticket to your show?"
She said, "Front row
If I go home with you"
She got legs like Beyonce
Give me the eye like Rihanna
I wanna put her on camera
'Cause she drive me crazy, crazy, crazy
Don't need no game show
Or a Hollywood movie, pop video
'Cause as long as she's next to me
I got all the girls on TV
I got all the girls on TV
I got all the girls on TV
Like a star on a silver screen
(Oh, na-na-na)
Oh, I'm punching above my weight
(Oh, na-na-na)
We're from different sides of this street
(Oh, na-na-na)
And I know, I know, I know
(Oh, na-na-na-na)
Still a little mysterious
(Oh, na-na-na)
Why she taking me seriously?
(Oh, na-na-na)
(Oh, na-na-na)
(Oh, na-na-na)
Dear diary
Want to make a new entry
Oh, you wouldn't believe me
What began today
She got legs like Beyonce
Give me the eye like Rihanna
And I wanna put her on camera
'Cause she drive me crazy, crazy, crazy
Don't need no game show
Or a Hollywood movie, pop video
'Cause as long as she's next to me
I got all the girls on TV
I got all the girls on TV
I got all the girls on TV
(Oh, na-na-na)
Na-ah
(Oh, na-na-na)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
(Oh, na-na-na)
Oh-oh-oh
(Oh, na-na-na)
And I know, I know, I know
Still a little mysterious
(Oh, na-na-na)
Why she taking me seriously?
(Oh, na-na-na)
(Oh, na-na-na)
(Oh, na-na-na)
I got all the girls on TV
Written by: Bradley Simpson, Connor Ball, James McVey, Matt Prime, Seye Adelekan, Tim Woodcock, Tristan Evans