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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sabrina Carpenter
Sabrina Carpenter
Vocals
Ian Kirkpatrick
Ian Kirkpatrick
Programming
John Ryan
John Ryan
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sabrina Carpenter
Sabrina Carpenter
Songwriter
Ian Kirkpatrick
Ian Kirkpatrick
Songwriter
John Ryan
John Ryan
Songwriter
Julia Michaels
Julia Michaels
Songwriter
Amy Allen
Amy Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian Kirkpatrick
Ian Kirkpatrick
Producer
Harrison Tate
Harrison Tate
Assistant Mastering Engineer
John Ryan
John Ryan
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Bryce Bordone
Mixing Engineer
Nathan Dantzler
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Gunnell
Jeff Gunnell
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I was in a sheer dress the day that we met We were both in a rush, we talked for a sec Your friend hit me up, so we could connect And what are the odds you send me a text? And now the next thing I know, I'm like Manifest that you're oversized I digress, got me scrollin' like Out of breath, got me going like (ooh) Who's the cute boy with the white jacket and the thick accent? Like (ooh, ah) Maybe it's all in my head But I bet we'd have really good bed chem How you pick me up, pull 'em down, turn me 'round Oh, it just makes sense How you talk so sweet when you're doing bad things That's bed chem How you're looking at me, yeah, I know what that means And I'm obsessed Are you free next week? I bet we'd have really good Come right on me, I mean camaraderie Said you're not in my time zone, but you wanna be Where art thou? Why not uponeth me? See it my mind, let's fulfill the prophecy (ooh) Who's the cute guy with wide blue eyes and the big bad mm? Like (ooh, ah) I know I sound a bit redundant But I bet we'd have really good bed chem How you pick me up, pull 'em down, turn me 'round Oh, it just makes sense (it just makes sense) How you talk so sweet when you're doing bad things That's bed chem (well, that's bed chem) How you're looking at me, yeah, I know what that means And I'm obsessed (I'm obsessed) Are you free next week? I bet we'd have really good bed chem And I bet we'd both arrive at the same time (bed chem) And I bet the thermostat's set at six-nine (b-bed c-chem) And I bet it's even better than in my head (ooh) How you pick me up, pull 'em down, turn me 'round Oh, it just makes sense (oh, it just makes sense) How you talk so sweet when you're doing bad things That's bed chem (well, that's bad chem) How you're looking at me, yeah, I know what that means And I'm obsessed (so obsessed) Are you free next week? (Are you free next week?) I bet we'd have really good Hah (make me go), hah No, no, no Hah (make me go), hah No, no, no, no, no, oh, no, oh Hah (make me go), hah No, no, no, ooh Hah (make me go), hah Whoo-ooh, oh, daily (A little fade-out)
Writer(s): Julia Michaels, Ian Eric Kirkpatrick, John Henry Ryan, Amy Rose Allen, Sabrina Annlynn Carpenter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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