Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Damiano David
Damiano David
Lead Vocals
Ethan Torchio
Ethan Torchio
Drums
Thomas Raggi
Thomas Raggi
Electric Guitar
Victoria De Angelis
Victoria De Angelis
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damiano David
Damiano David
Composer
Victoria De Angelis
Victoria De Angelis
Composer
Ethan Torchio
Ethan Torchio
Composer
Thomas Raggi
Thomas Raggi
Composer
Peter Rycroft
Peter Rycroft
Composer
Pablo Bowman Navarro
Pablo Bowman Navarro
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Måneskin
Måneskin
Producer
Fabrizio Ferraguzzo
Fabrizio Ferraguzzo
Producer
Enrico Brun
Enrico Brun
Co-Producer
Luca Pellegrini
Luca Pellegrini
Recording Engineer
Enrico La Falce
Enrico La Falce
Mixing Engineer
Marco Vialardi
Marco Vialardi
Editing Engineer

Lyrics

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah You broke my heart, so I crashed your car You say you're sorry, well, I bet you are Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah And bla-bla, bla-bla-bla-bla-bla I hate your face, but I like your mum's You play it smart, but you look so dumb Du-dumb, du-du-du-du-dumb And ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah I wanna fuck, let's go to my spot But I'm too drunk, and I can't get hard Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-hard And bla-bla, bla-bla-bla-bla-bla You say you love me, but it's just for fun Give me a chance and I'll make you a lady Ga-ga, ga-ga-ga-ga-ga And ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah You like cocaine, but you don't like pot You say I'm a loser 'cause I want a puff Pu-puff, pu-pu-pu-pu-puff And bla-bla, bla-bla-bla-bla-bla You say goodbye, so guess what I've done I called your best friend and I said wassup Let's fuck, fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck" So ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah And then we went to your favorite club She drank too much and she said you are A twat-twat, twat-twat-twat-twat-twat And ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Then I drove into a parking lot She smiled and told me you have a massive car Car-car, car-car-ca-cock And ah ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah I don't get how I felt in love I guess I liked playing with your dog It made me feel like we had a son But fu-fuck, fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck you My mama told me that she never liked you My life sucks and the blame is on you So fu-fuck, fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck you again And no-no, no-no-no-no-no You got me angry and now I love punk I listen to The Smiths crying alone So, please, please, let me get what I want So fu-fuck, fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck you All my friends, they were right about you You are so basic and you've got stupid tattoos So fu-fuck, fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck you again And no-no, no-no-no-no-no You said I'm ugly and my band sucks But I just got a billion streaming song So kiss, kiss my bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butt Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Writer(s): Peter John Rees Rycroft, Pablo Bowman, Victoria De Angelis, Damiano David, Ethan Torchio, Thomas Raggi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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