Programmer, Associated Performer, Keyboards: Stannard
Programmer, Associated Performer, Keyboards: Rowe
Studio Personnel, Engineer: Adrian Bushby
Studio Personnel, Mixer: Mark Spike Stent
Associated Performer, Vocals: Melanie Chisholm
Associated Performer, Vocals: Melanie Brown
Associated Performer, Vocals: Emma Bunton
Associated Performer, Vocals: Victoria Beckham
Associated Performer, Vocals: Geri Halliwell
Producer: Matt Rowe
Producer: Richard Stannard
Composer Lyricist: Mel Brown
Composer Lyricist: Melanie Chisholm
Composer Lyricist: Victoria Beckham
Composer Lyricist: Emma Bunton
Composer Lyricist: Geri Halliwell
Composer Lyricist: Richard Stannard
Composer Lyricist: Matt Rowe
— Directed by Zach Wilson of Two Brothers Films.
Recorded and Mixed by Orion Paradis at www.soulsound.ca
We recognize and thank Creative Saskatchewan for their financial support in the production of this video.
— Lyrics:
Dead Love couldnt go no further
Proud of and disgusted by her
Push shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord I aint coming home with you
My lifes a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh babe dont know what Im gonna do
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee
My squeeze
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, miss-spells
Knocks me on my knees
It didnt hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt
Hang me on a tree
After I count down, three rounds, in hell Ill be in good company
Dead Love couldnt go no further
Proud of and disgusted by her
Push shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord I aint coming home with you
My lifes a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh babe dont know what Im gonna do
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee
My squeeze
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, misspells
Knocks me on my knees
It didnt hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt
Hang me on a tree
After I count down, three rounds, in hell Ill be in good company
Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
This year
To save me from tears
Ill give it to someone special
Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
This year
To save me from tears
Ill give it to someone special
Once bitten and twice shy
I keep my distance
But you still catch my eye
Tell me, baby
Do you recognize me?
Well, its been a year
It doesnt surprise me
Happy Christmas
I wrapped it up and sent it
With a note saying «I love you»
I meant it
Now I know what a fool Ive been
But if you kissed me now
I know youd fool me again
Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
This year
To save me from tears
Ill give it to someone special
Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
This year
To save me from tears
Ill give it to someone special
Oh, oh, baby
A crowded room
Friends with tired eyes
Im hiding from you
And your soul of ice
My god, I thought you were someone to rely on
Me? I guess I was a shoulder to cry on
A face on a lover with a fire in his heart
A man under cover, but you tore me apart
Now Ive found a real love. Youll never fool me again
Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
This year
To save me from tears
Ill give it to someone special
Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
This year
To save me from tears
Ill give it to someone special
A face on a lover with a fire in his heart
I gave you my heart
A man under cover, but you tore him apart
Maybe next year Ill give it to someone—
Ill give it to someone special
Special
Someone
Someone
Ill give it to someone—
Ill give it to someone special
Who give me something in return
Ill give it to someone—
Hold my heart and watch it burn
Ill give it to someone—
Ill give it to someone—
Ill give it to someone special
I thought you were here to stay
How could you love me for a day
I thought you were someone special
Gave you my heart
Ill give it to someone—
Ill give it to someone—
Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
You gave it away
Lyrics:
STUCK IN A CONVERSION THAT I CAN’T FINISH
COUPLE STEPS BACK TRYNNA FIND THE WORDS TO GET IN IT
KEEP IT COOL LIKE THAT
DON’T KNOW WHERE TO PLACE MY EYES WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY THINKING
CAUSE MY BRAIN LIKE TO MOVE TOO FAST
THERE AINT NOTHING NEW BOUT THAT
I WANNA GO WANNA GO WANNA GO WANNA GO
I GET WEIRD SOMETIMES
TELL ME IS IT HOT INSIDE
STANDING UNDER THE SPOTLIGHT
AND I KNOW AND I KNOW AND I KNOW AND I KNOW I GET IN MY MIND
IS IT GETTING HOT INSIDE
CAN EVERYTHING STOP?
CAUSE I’M COVERED IN SWEAT
AND IT’S NOT MY FAULT
MY THOUGHTS ARE SPINNING OUT OF MY CONTROL
I GOT ME COVERED IN SWEAT
AND I THINK YOU KNOW
AND NOW IT’S STARTED I CAN’T LET IT GO
O, SWEAT! O, SWEAT! O, SWEAT!
NEVER BEEN GOOD AT HANDLING ALL THE PRESSURE
SO I TOOK A LITTLE SWIG OF THAT JUST TO MAKE IT FEEL BETTER
KEEP IT COOL LIKE THAT
POP ANOTHER BETA BLOCKER JUST FOR GOOD MEASURE
CAUSE MY BRAIN LOVE TO MOVE TOO FAST
SO I GOTTA DO SOMETHING BOUT THAT
AND I KNOW AND I KNOW AND I KNOW AND I KNOW I GET IN MY MIND
IS IT GETTING HOT INSIDE
CAN EVERYTHING STOP?
CAUSE I’M COVERED IN SWEAT
AND IT’S NOT MY FAULT
MY THOUGHTS ARE SPINNING OUT OF MY CONTROL
I GOT ME COVERED IN SWEAT
AND I THINK YOU KNOW
AND NOW IT’S STARTED I CAN’T LET IT GO
O, SWEAT! O, SWEAT! O, SWEAT!
OH I REALLY NEED THAT SPACE TODAY
I REALLY NEED SOME TIME AWAY
LIKE REALLY NEED SOME TIME AWAY
CAUSE I’M COVERED IN SWEAT
AND IT’S NOT MY FAULT
MY THOUGHTS ARE SPINNING OUT OF MY CONTROL
I GOT ME COVERED IN SWEAT
AND I THINK YOU KNOW
AND NOW IT’S STARTED I CAN’T LET IT GO