Top Songs By Brite Futures
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brite Futures
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shaun Libman
Composer
Fairchild
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Smith
Producer
Lyrics
If you tell it to me, don't tell me on the telephone
Tell it to me, oh, tell me when we're all alone
Tell me you need me, want to see me all the time
Give me a sign that you want to be all mine
Now, I'm out of breath
Coming for you
Biting my lip
She lives on the 20th floor of town
But the elevator's broken down, broke down
And I couldn't tell her soon enough, oh
That I love her sister so much,
Oh
It was hot, it was wet
It was Fourth of Ju-Ju-July
The fireworks were just up in the summer sky
Look in her eyes, there was something burnin' in my mind
Wanted to tell her, searchin' for the perfect line
Now, I'm out of breath
What do I do
Biting my lip
She lives on the 20th floor of town
But the elevator's broken down, broke down
And I couldn't tell her soon enough, oh
That I love her sister so much
When I open that door-oor-oor
When my feet hit the floor-oor-oor
Smile and sing "Hello-o-o"
I'm gonna finally let you know-ow-ow
Tell it to me, oh, tell me when we're all alone
Give me a sign that you want to be all mine
Now I'm out of breath
Coming for you
Biting my lip
She lives on the 20th floor of town
But the elevator's broken down, broke down
And I couldn't tell her soon enough, oh
That I love her sister so much
She lives on the 20th floor of town
But the elevator's broken down, broke down
And I couldn't tell her soon enough, oh
That I love her sister so much
Oh
Writer(s): Shaun Libman, Luke Andrew Smith, Ned Fairchild
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