Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thomas Stengaard
Keyboards
Aiko Rohd
Performer
Andreas Stone Johansson
Guitar
Laurell Barker
Vocals
Anderz Wrethov
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Laurell
Composer
Thomas Stengaard
Composer
Andreas Stone Johansson
Composer
Anderz Wrethov
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Stengaard
Producer
Aiko Rohd
Mixing Engineer
Hans-Philipp Graf
Mastering Engineer
Andreas Stone Johansson
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
(La-la, la-la-la, la-love)
(La-la-la, la-la-la-love)
'Cause I love it (la-la, la-la-la, la-love)
(La-la-la, la-la-la-love) oh, I la-love it
Had your shot, had your shot
I'm the winnin' goal and boy, you missed
You were caught on the spot
Had me pullin' out the red card twist
Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God
I don't know what to say (don't know what to say)
Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God
Better not be askin' me to play
I'm not one to go 'round lookin' for
Bitter cold revenge
But when it tastes so sweet, I start believin'
It's my best friend
'Cause I know I shouldn't like it, but I love it
Yeah, I love it
Oh, I love it
See you cryin' and I can't get enough of it
'Cause I love it
Oh, I la-love it
When you're pourin' your regret tears (yeah)
I'm poppin' bottles and shoutin', "Cheers!"
I know I shouldn't like it, but I love it (I love it)
Yeah, I love it (I love it)
Oh, I la-love it
(La-la, la-la-la, la-love)
(La-la-la, la-la-la-love) I love it, love it, love it
(La-la, la-la-la, la-love) yeah, I love it
Yeah, I love it (la-la-la, la-la-la-love)
Outta time, outta time
It was all a game of sudden death (babe, you won)
You run outside the lines
And there's no goalie who can save your head
Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God
I don't know what to say (don't know what to say)
Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God
Better not be askin' me to play (oh, yeah)
I'm not one to go 'round lookin' for
Bitter cold revenge (bitter cold revenge)
But when it tastes so sweet, I start believin'
It's my best friend
'Cause I know I shouldn't like it, but I love it
Yeah, I love it
Oh, I love it
See you cryin' and I can't get enough of it (no)
'Cause I love it (yeah)
Oh, I la-love it
When you're pourin' your regret tears
I'm poppin' bottles and shoutin', "Cheers!"
I know I shouldn't like it, but I love it (I love it)
Yeah, I love it (I love it)
Oh, I la-love it
(La-la, la-la-la, la-love)
(La-la-la, la-la-la-love) I love it, love it, love it
(La-la, la-la-la, la-love) yeah, I love it
Yeah, I love it (la-la-la, la-la-la-love)
Oh, no, I think you 'bout to cry
I can see it in your eyes
And I more than kinda like it, babes (yeah-yeah)
Oh, no, it's a feelin' that I vibe (I vibe)
And I can't keep it inside, no, I can't deny
I know I shouldn't like it, but I love it (I love it)
Yeah, I love it (I love it)
Oh, I love it (I love it) see you
Cryin' and I can't get enough of it (I love it)
Yeah, I love it
Oh, I la-love it (yeah)
(La-la, la-la-la, la-love) I love it, love it, love it
(La-la-la, la-la-la-love) I love it, love it, love it, love it
(La-la, la-la-la, la-love) yeah, I love it
Yeah, I love it (la-la-la, la-la-la-love) oh, I la-love it
Writer(s): Anderz Wrethov, Laurell Barker, Thomas Stengaard, Andreas Stone
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