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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Caro Emerald
Caro Emerald
Vocals
Wieger Hoogendorp
Wieger Hoogendorp
Electric Guitar
Caroline Van Der Leeuw
Caroline Van Der Leeuw
Background Vocals
David Schreurs
David Schreurs
Drum Programming
Jan Van Wieringen
Jan Van Wieringen
Drum Programming
Bram Hakkens
Bram Hakkens
Drums
Claus Tofft
Claus Tofft
Congas
Dj Kypski
Dj Kypski
Turntables
Everton Nelson
Everton Nelson
Violin
Jeroen Vierdag
Jeroen Vierdag
Electric Bass Guitar
Robin Veldman
Robin Veldman
Sound Effects
Sander Rozeboom
Sander Rozeboom
Acoustic Guitar
Stefan Kruger
Stefan Kruger
Percussion
Tom Rees Roberts
Tom Rees Roberts
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caro Emerald
Caro Emerald
Composer
Vincent Degiorgio
Vincent Degiorgio
Composer
David Schreurs
David Schreurs
Composer
Jules Buckley
Jules Buckley
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Schreurs
David Schreurs
Producer
Jan Van Wieringen
Jan Van Wieringen
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
He's like a whip that doesn't crack
You take a sip and you're on your back
Those big blue eyes are hard to reach
So impossible, it makes you me
[Verse 2]
Like a guitar that cries for days
Seduces you in a thousand ways
You feel his strings, now you're uptight
It makes any girl weak and out of sight
[Verse 3]
'Cause he's not undercover
He walks past his lovers
And the others know there's no defense
There is no evidence
He creates an illusion that leads to confusion
And you give up your common sense
Well, that's my two cents
[Verse 4]
He's like a wall that's made of steel
Too cold to touch but not much to feel
His silent smile he shares with you
The tricks of the trade, he's glad to lose
[Verse 5]
Into thin air, he disappears
Gives one last look and frozenly
Your heart for sure is good as gone
Love's a TV set that says there's nothing on
[Verse 6]
'Cause he's not undercover
He walks past his lovers
And the others know there's no defense
There is no evidence
He creates an illusion that leads to confusion
And you give up your common sense
Well, that's my two cents
[Verse 7]
There's no P.I. with the promise of a glint
All the coins dissipate when there are no fingerprints
Don't retrace your steps
'Cause he's staring right at you
A one man casino
If you spin the wheel, you lose
[Verse 8]
'Cause he's not undercover
He walks past his lovers
And the others know there's no defense
There is no evidence
He creates an illusion that leads to confusion
And you give up your common sense
Well, that's my two cents
Written by: Caro Emerald, David Schreurs, Vincent Degiorgio
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