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Lyrics:
You call me on the telephone, you feel so far away
You tell me to come over, theres some games you want to play
Im walking to your house, nobodys home
Just me and you and you and me alone
Were just playing hide and seek
Its getting hard to breathe under the sheets with you
I dont want to play no games
Im tired of always chasing, chasing after you
I dont give a fuck about you anyways
Whoever said I gave a shit bout you?
You never share your toys or communicate
I guess Im just a play date to you
Wake up in your bedroom and theres nothing left to say
When I try to talk youre always playing board games
I wish I had monopoly over your mind
I wish I didnt care all the time
Were just playing hide and seek
Its getting hard to breathe under the sheets with you
I dont want to play no games
Im tired of always chasing, chasing after you
I dont give a fuck about you anyways
Whoever said I gave a shit bout you?
You never share your toys or communicate
I guess Im just a play date to you
Ring around the rosy
I never know, I never know what you need
Ring around the rosy, I want to give you, want to give you
What you need
I dont give a fuck about you anyways
Whoever said I gave a shit bout you?
You never share your toys or communicate
I guess Im just a play date to you
You know I give a fuck about you everyday
Guess its time that I tell you the truth
If I share my toys, will you let me stay?
Dont want to leave this play date with you
Hold up, no you didnt bow, bow
I aint the chick to walk behind you round town
Just cause youre packin, packin, whoop, down south
That dont mean Im ever gonna take it lying down, baby, oh
Im a machine when I do it
Ill be catching fire, gasoline when I do it
Just cause youre packin, packin, whoop, down south
That dont mean Im ever gonna take it lying down
Baby, youre the man
But I got the, I got the, I got the power
You make rain
But I make it, I make it, I make it shower
You should know, Im the one whos in control
Ill let you come take the wheel, long as you dont forget
Who got the power?
I got the, I got the power
I got the, I got the power
I got the, I got the power
Hold up!
My turn
I make this look easy
Tick-tick boom like gasoline-y
Yeah they call me Lamborghini
Cause I know just what Im worth
Zero to a hundred
B-b-body make em stutter
Start my engine, push the button
Cause Im gon be coming first
Yeah, Im a machine when I do it
Ill be catching fire, gasoline when I do it
Just cause youre packin, packin, whoop, down south
That dont mean Im ever gonna take it lying down
Baby, youre the man
But I got the, I got the, I got the power
You make rain
But I make it, I make it, I make it shower
You should know, Im the one whos in control
Ill let you come take the wheel, long as you dont forget
Who got the power
I got the, I got the power
I got the, I got the power
I got the, I got the power
I got the
Who got the power
I got the, I got the power
I got the, I got the power
I got the, I got the power
I got the
Who got the power
Dont be fooled, I got you wrapped up
In the arms of an animal
Got you thinking that Im all innocent
But wait til I get you home
If you dont, baby, you should know
Im the one whos in control
Motorbike, motorbike, motorbike, motorbike
Bike, bike, bike, bike
Bike, bike, bike, bike, bike, bike, whoop
Youre the man
But I got the, I got the, I got the power
You make rain
But I make it, I make it, I make it shower
You should know, Im the one whos in control
(Im in control now)
Ill let you come take the wheel, long as you dont forget
Youre the man
But I got the, I got the, I got the power
You make rain
But I make it, I make it, I make it shower
You should know, Im the one whos in control
Ill let you come take the wheel, long as you dont forget
I got the, I got the power
I got the, I got the power
I got the, I got the power
Cause I got the, I got the, I got the power
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, dont forget I got the power, yeah
The power, yeah, yeah-eh
Motorbike, motorbike, motorbike, motorbike
Bike, bike, bike, bike
Bike, bike, bike, bike, bike, bike, whoop
Written By: Charlie Puth and Jacob Kasher
Produced By: Charlie Puth
Vocal Production: Charlie Puth
Instruments: Korg Triton Studio, Juno 60, Omnisphere, Trillian for the Bass, Rhodes 77, Yamaha DX7, Pro Tools I2, Fender Stratocaster, Martin HD-28 Acoustic
Mixed By: Manny Marroquin
01 [Modular Studio Session] 0:00-13:10
02 It Is Not Meant To Be (Log Cabin) 13:10-19:00
03 [KEXP] 19:00-29:35
04 Feels Like We Only Go Backwards (Log Cabin) 29:35-32:16
05 [KCRW Santa Monica] 32:16-1:01:55
06 Desire Be, Desire Go (Daytrotter Studio) 1:01:55-1:03:10
07 Suns Coming Up (Lambingtons) 1:03:28-1:08:45
08 Alter Ego (Marc Riley Acoustic) 1:08:45-1:13:35
09 Solitude Is Bliss (Marc Riley Acoustic) 1:13:35-1:17:55
10 Elephant (91X) 1:17:56-1:22:02
11 Why Wont You Make Up Your Mind- (91X) 1:22:02-1:25:33
12 Feels Like We Only Go Backwards (91X)1:25:32-1:28:40
13 Alter Ego (Viva Radio) 1:28:40-1:33:40
14 30 Minutes With Matthew Saville 1:33:40-2:00:00
15 Why Wont You Make Up Your Mind- (Yours Truly) 2:00:00
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Remi Wolf will put a smile on your face, even in a year as bleak as 2020. Just get a load of her backstory for a chuckle: The 24-year-old once competed as a Junior Olympics downhill ski racer, has sung Marvin Gayes “Let’s Get It On” in front of a star-studded panel of American Idol judges, and titled her pair of funky EPs, ‘You’re A Dog!’ and ‘I’m Allergic To Dogs!’ (lol). In addition, check her videos. They’re hilarious, and signifier of a creative approach that has stamped Wolf as Cali’s quirkiest soul disciple. The singer says her main goal is simple: to make music fun. In classic “can’t kill my vibes” fashion, Remi spent a chunk of her quarantine time on retreat at a dairy farm — dodging the news and staying sane through meditation, therapy, and, of course, songwriting. She also got herself a puppy. This summer, after months of musical stasis, her performance at a Los Angeles drive-in theater was one of the first live shows in the US. Evidence strongly suggests there’s no stopping the Remi Wolf mojo. We knew we wanted her in our Artists To Watch 2021 lineup, and these takes of the fizzy “Photo ID” and chill-funk “Disco Man” brim with swag, color, and joy. If you’re looking for rocket fuel to carry you into next year, you’ve come to the right place. Grab your best bucket hat and dance along.
Executive Producer: Micah Bickham
Director: Priya Minhas
Producer: Averi Smith
Producer: Sacha Noelle
Director of Photography: Franklin Ricart
Editor: Kevin Rose
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