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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frankie Stew and Harvey Gunn
Frankie Stew and Harvey Gunn
Lead Vocals
Everyone You Know
Everyone You Know
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frankie Stew and Harvey Gunn
Frankie Stew and Harvey Gunn
Composer
Harvey Gunn-Humphryes
Harvey Gunn-Humphryes
Composer
Imraan Paleker
Imraan Paleker
Composer
Rhys Kirkby-Cox
Rhys Kirkby-Cox
Composer
Harvy Kirkby
Harvy Kirkby
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harvey Gunn-Humphryes
Harvey Gunn-Humphryes
Producer

Lyrics

Daddy's gotta work this weekend So mama's gonna put you to bed Remember your manners while I'm gone, little one And I'll call you when I get there Daddy's gotta work this weekend So mama's gonna put you to bed I try to make you smile as I kiss you goodbye And I'll see you when Sunday ends We do the things that they won't do I'm supposed to be at home with you I'm on the road again, feel like I'm not close again In my feelings, feelings But I'll see you this evening Caused scenes all season It's out loud, it's no secret Been seeing you more, but I'm glad though The first show that you'll see me will be Glasto Overwhelming thoughts, yeah, I had those Now I'm just focused to be a good dad though Some harder to shake 'cause they linger I love when you wrap your hand around my finger Love when your mum's in the room and I sing her A song that I wrote, but I'm not the best singer Faithful, fuck Tinder I been on the drink, I'm a big drinker I forget all the things that I should think of I don't know how to feel, so I just drift off Then my phone pings off, but I can't answer It's your mum Hard to see, but I'm doing this for Sun Hard to see, but I'm doing this for us Sometimes I just feel stuck We do the things that they won't do I'm supposed to be at home with you I'm on the road again, feel like I'm not close again I'm in my feelings, feelings But I'll see you this evening Caused scenes all season It's out loud, it's no secret I'm feeling unsure First time you saw us play, we was on tour Danced in your mum's arms, cheering for one more song But I came, cuddled you for the encore This is the confessions of a man Who battles with the pressures of a dad While I'm stepping out my gaff Without your palm resting on my hand Take a deep breath, it's a stress I never had Tell her I'll be back, sooner than she knows Keeping roofs over heads, keeping backs fully clothed Keeping food on the table from doing these shows Daddy's gotta go, but I love you the most, like Daddy's gotta work this weekend So mama's gonna put you to bed Remember your manners while I'm gone, little one And I'll call you when I get there Daddy's gotta work this weekend So mama's gonna put you to bed I try to make you smile as I kiss you goodbye And I'll see you when Sunday ends We do the things that they won't do I'm supposed to be at home with you I'm on the road again Feel like I'm not close again I'm in my feelings, feelings But I'll see you this evening Caused scenes all season It's out loud, it's no secret
Writer(s): Frankie Thomas Stew, Harvey Elliot Gunn-humphryes, Harvey Kirkby, Imraan Paleker, Rhys Kirkby-cox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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