Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tilka
Programming
Racheka
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yolande Randriantsalama
Songwriter
Fabien Cadet
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tilka
Producer
Lyrics
I let you drive me to this very place
We all call romance
Wish we had a puncture in this pretty Benz
We both know how it ends
In my mind, you are the one
Baby, love is just a race I think I've won
I'm gonna spin right back to you
Gonna make it up to you, boy
I'm going, I'm going, no, no, no
And now I'm standing on your floor
From the river to the backdoor
Driving the road of loneliness all by my own (my own, my own, my own)
Carry on, let's go 'til we hit the next stop
I'm pretty sure that it was love
You fill the the tank up with the alcohol
And then you blow it all
In my mind, you are the one
Baby, love is just a race I think I've won
I'm gonna spin right back to you
Gonna make it up to you, boy
I'm going, I'm going, no, no, no
And now I'm standing on your floor
From the river to the backdoor
Driving the road of loneliness all by my own (but, but, but, but)
I'm gonna spin right back to you
Gonna make it up to you, boy
I'm going, I'm going, no, no, no
And now I'm standing on your floor
From the river to the backdoor
Driving the road of loneliness all by my own (my own, my own, my own)
(My own, my own, my own)
(My own, my own, my own)
Driving the road of loneliness all by my own
Writer(s): Fabien Cadet
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