More songs by Taylor Swift
Description
Here, a whole catalog of other people's dreams is presented: private helicopters, contracts with Real Madrid, flawless faces, beaches without hypocrisy. All of this flashes by like an advertisement, ironic and brilliant. But amid the gloss of others' lives, a very unglamorous picture suddenly emerges - a house, children, an entrance hall, a basketball hoop on the garage.
The lyrics seem to be about a world where everyone is chasing “the one” and “more,” but the heart asks for something ridiculously simple - your person, a few little faces at a common table, silence without cameras. And this contrast warms the heart: even in a song about glamour and ambition, there is room for a gentle desire - not for success, but for closeness.
Sound engineer, producer, composer, lyricist: Max Martin
Sound engineer, producer, programmer, composer, lyricist: Shellback
Vocalist, producer, composer, lyricist: Taylor Swift
Mixing engineer: Serban Genea
Second mixing engineer: Bryce Bordone
Mixing engineer, sound engineer: Lasse Marten
Mastering engineer: Randy Merrill
Mastering engineer: Ryan Smith
Lyrics and translation
Original
They want that yacht life under chopper blades. They want those bright lights and
Balenci shades, and a fat ass with a baby face.
They want it all.
They want that complex female character.
They want that critical smash ponder ore, and an Oscar on the bathroom floor. They want it all.
And they should have what they want. They deserve what they want.
Hope they get what they want.
I just want you.
Uh.
Have a couple kids, got the whole block looking like you. We tell the world to leave us the fuck alone, and they do.
Wow. Got me dreaming 'bout a driveway with a basketball.
Ooh. Buss up, settle down, got a wish list. I just want you.
They want that freedom living off the grid.
They want those three dogs that they call their kids, and that good surf, no hypocrites.
They want it all.
They want a contract with Real Madrid.
They want that spring break that was fucking lit, and then that video taken off the internet.
They want it all. And they should have what they want. They deserve what they want.
I hope they get what they want.
I just want you. You, you, you.
Have a couple kids, got the whole block looking like you. We tell the world to leave us the fuck alone, and they do.
Wow.
Got me dreaming 'bout a driveway with a basketball.
Ooh. Buss up, settle down, got a wish list.
I made wishes on all of the stars.
Please, God, bring me a best friend who I think is hot. I thought I had it right once, twice, but
I did not.
You caught me off my guard. I hope I get what I want.
'Cause I know what I want.
I just want you, baby.
Have a couple kids, got the whole block looking like you.
We tell the world to leave us the fuck alone, and they do.
Wow. Got me dreaming 'bout a driveway with a basketball.
Ooh. Buss up, settle down, got a wish list. I just want you.
Ooh.
Have a couple kids, got the whole block looking like you.
We tell the world to leave us the fuck alone, and they do.
Wow. And now you got me dreaming 'bout a driveway with a basketball.
Ooh. Buss up, settle down, got a wish list. I just want you.