More songs by Zara Larsson
More songs by Shakira
Description
Midnight Sun: Girls Trip
Associated Performer: Zara Larsson & Shakira
Composer, Background Vocal, Associated Performer, Lead Vocalist, Lyricist: Zara Larsson
Producer, Keyboards, Drums, Programmer: Zhone
Lyricist, Lead Vocalist, Associated Performer, Composer: Shakira
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Lyricist, Composer: Uzoechi Osisioma Emenike
Composer, Lyricist: Margo Wildman
Lyricist, Composer: Kevin Hickey
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Lyricist, Composer: Theron Thomas
Producer: Margo XS
Producer: MNEK
Producer: Noisecastle III
Engineer: Kaelen Russell
Assistant Engineer: Matt Teden
Assistant Engineer: Joel Quatrocchi
Mixing Engineer: Tom Norris
Assistant Mixing Engineer: Victor Verpillat
Mastering Engineer: Nathan Dantzler
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Harrison Tate
A& R Director: Ezekiel Lewis
Lyrics and translation
Original
In my littlest sundress, barely covers me up. Tell me, how sexy am I?
Very drunk on a beach, barely getting no sleep. Tell me, how good is this life?
Very. Every night's an event. Kiss me, kiss me, friend.
Show me something I won't forget.
Now, got the euros in my hand, got the time to spend.
Baby, let's go all in. I'll be your girl for two months.
You tell your friends I'm too fun. Naked and never sober.
This feels like Euro summer.
This feels like Euro summer.
This feels like Euro summer.
Last time I came, clearly things turned out all briefly. But now I'm back.
Crazy. And if you're down, baby, let's make a mess. Maybe we'll never look back.
La disco, la playa, la brisa, la noche.
Amalfi, Ibiza, you tell me, I move where you tell him to have me. I got that drip that makes you drown.
Yeah, you'll be coming before I touch down. I'll be your girl for two months.
You tell your friends I'm too fun. Don't want this to be over.
This feels like Euro summer.
This feels like Euro summer.
This feels like Euro summer.
Break me picturing your memory when we were together. Hot under the sun.
Baby, let's get fucking crazy, crazy.
Cra- cra- cra- cra- let's get fucking crazy.
This feels like Euro summer.
This feels like Euro summer.
Feels like, this feels like, this feels like Euro summer.
This feels like, this feels like, this feels like Euro summer.