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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Little Man Tate
Little Man Tate
Performer
Jon Windle
Jon Windle
Lead Vocals
Ben Surtees
Ben Surtees
Lead Vocals
Edward Marriott
Edward Marriott
Guitar
Dan Fields
Dan Fields
Drums
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Martin Smith
Martin Smith
Producer

Lyrics

What a lover, when she’s undercover
Lays someone else then blames it on another,
He’s a player, been on an all dayer
And it all starts over again,
Yeah it all starts over again
She can have his wife and he can have his life back,
Selling on a corner, gear is in his man bag,
She wants more, she wants it hardcore,
And it all starts over again,
Yeah it all starts over again.
Made for each other,
He took her breath away,
Does he really love her,
Or are these the games they play,
Yeah they’re the games they play.
Just another night in just another city,
Wouldn’t be so hard if she hadn’t been so pretty,
She’s a giver, she’ll always deliver,
And it all starts over again.
She’s a right’n, husband is a tight’n,
Loves it down the footy,
Always up for fighting.
She likes singing, especially when they’re swinging,
And it all starts over again,
Yeah it all starts over again.
Made for each other,
He took her breath away,
Does he really love her,
Or are these the games they play,
Yeah they’re just the games they play.
Made for each other,
He took her breath away,
Does he really love her,
Or are these the games they play.
Made for each other,
He took her breath away,
Does he really love her,
Or are these the games they play,
Yeah they’re just the games they play
Written by: Little Man Tate
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