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PERFORMING ARTISTS
PinkPantheress
PinkPantheress
Vocals
Count Baldor
Count Baldor
Programming
jkarri
jkarri
Guitar
The Dare
The Dare
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
PinkPantheress
PinkPantheress
Songwriter
Andrew Derek Cocup
Andrew Derek Cocup
Songwriter
Caroline Ailin
Caroline Ailin
Songwriter
Harrison Patrick Smith
Harrison Patrick Smith
Songwriter
Thomas Charles Findlay
Thomas Charles Findlay
Songwriter
Toi Dee Wooten
Toi Dee Wooten
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PinkPantheress
PinkPantheress
Producer
Count Baldor
Count Baldor
Additional Producer
Phil
Phil
Additional Producer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Nickie Jon Pabón
Nickie Jon Pabón
Mixing Engineer
aksel arvid
aksel arvid
Producer
The Dare
The Dare
Producer

Lyrics

I'm freezing outside, I feel my skin tight My coat is inside, but I look up at you I tracked your plane ride for when you're in tonight Tell me, when is the next time I'll run into you? It sounds insane, right? I'll take the same flight Wait at your bedside, I'll land right next to you I'm going stateside where I'll see you tonight Tell me, how did a girl like me get into your (head)? You could be my American, ha, ha, ha, ha You could be my American, ha, ha, ha, ha Is it right? I don't know, but, you're taking my control Never been abroad before, but I'm knocking through your door But you're nice, so I'll stay, never met a British girl, you say? No one treats me this way, are all the boys out here the same? What can I say? What can I do? I'm tryna be the girl that you're talking to And maybe he can be my American, hot, hot boy He can be my American hot, hot boy Why can't you say that you want it too? I'm flying intercontinental with you And maybe you can be my American hot, hot boy You could be my American ha, ha (ha, ha) I'm freezing outside, I feel my skin tight My coat is inside, but I look up at you I tracked your plane ride for when you're- (for when you're-) Tell me, when is the next time I'll run into you? You could be my American hot, hot boy You could be my American hot, hot boy Why can't you say that you want it too? I'm flying intercontinental with you And maybe you can be my American hot, hot boy You could be my American ha, ha Is it right? I don't know, but you're taking my control Never been abroad before, but I'm knocking through your door But you're nice, so I'll stay, never met a British girl, you say No one treats me this way, are all boys out here the same?
Writer(s): Andrew Derek Cocup, Caroline Ailin, Harrison Patrick Smithyou, Pinkpantheress, Thomas Charles Findlay, Toi Dee Wooten Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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