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Description
With Vocals: Bladee
Masterer: Colin Leonard
Additional Producer: Count Baldor
Programmer: Count Baldor
Producer: Glasear
Guitar: JKarri
Additional Producer: Jkarri
Mixer: Nickie Jon Pabón
Unknown: PinkPantheress
Producer: PinkPantheress
Programmer, Vocals: PinkPantheress
Producer: The Dare
Programmer: The Dare
Unknown: aksel arvid
Producer: aksel arvid
Additional Producer: phil
Composer, Lyricist: Bladee
Writer: Caroline Ailin
Writer: Harrison Patrick Smith
Writer: PinkPantheress
Lyrics and translation
Original
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? (Oh)
It sounds insane, right? (Uh-huh)
I'll take the same flight (mm, uh-huh)
Wait at your bedside (uh-huh)
I'll land right next to you (mm, uh-huh)
I'm going stateside
Where I'll see you tonight (mm, uh-huh)
Tell me, how did a girl like me get into you? (Yeah)
West side (West side), East side (East side)
North side (North side), let's ride (let's ride)
Midlands (midlands), highlands (highlands)
Sussex (Sussex), Yorkshire (Yorkshire)
What can I say? What can I do?
I'm tryna be the girl that you're talking to
And maybe you can be my American hot, hot, boy
You can be my American, hot, hot, hot, hot
Teatime (teatime), beachside (beachside)
Surf's up, Brian Wilson
London (London), Croydon (Croydon)
Knightsbridge (Knightsbridge), Brixton (Brixton)
You could be, you could be (my American)
You could be, you could be (let's ride)
You could be, you could be (high, high)
You could be, you could be (high)
Get used to feeling this way
It's you and me in this mess
It's bad, I pray on this path
There's nothing being this bad
Prettiest boy
Prettiest boy
Prettiest boy
I'm the prettiest boy
You could be-, you could be-
West side (West side), East side (East side)
North side (North side), let's ride (let's ride)
Midlands (midlands), Highlands (highlands)
Sussex (Sussex), Yorkshire (Yorkshire)
It sounds insane, right? (Uh-huh)
I'll take the same flight (mm, uh-huh)
Wait at your bedside (uh-huh)
I'll land right next to you (mm, uh-huh)
I'm going stateside
Where I'll see you tonight (mm, uh-huh)
Tell me, how did a girl like me get into you? (Yeah)
Get used to feeling this way
It's you and me in this mess
It's bad, I pray on this path
There's nothing being this bad