Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emeli Sandé
Vocals
Naughty Boy
Programming
Mustafa Omer
Programming
James Murray
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emeli Sandé
Composer
Shahid Khan
Composer
Grant Mitchell
Composer
Mustafa Omer
Composer
James Murray
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Naughty Boy
Producer
Mojam Music
Co-Producer
Ifan Dafydd
Producer
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Mustafa Omer
Recording Engineer
James Murray
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
He's out your system, yeah it took you a while
You got your family back and you got your smile
And you promised your sister that you'd never go back again
But friends keep telling you what he did last night
How many girls he kissed, how many he lied
And you try to remember that there's no way you could ever be friends
But now you're
You're looking like you really like him, like him
And now you're feeling like you miss him, miss him
You're speaking like you really love him, love him
And now you're dancing like you need him, need him
Put it in your pocket, don't tell anyone I gave ya
It will be the one you run to, the one that saves ya
It could be your daddy, daddy, if you take it gladly, gladly
Daddy, daddy
He kissed you on the lips and opened your eyes
You had to catch your breath, got such a surprise
And you almost forgot how it feels to live in his lie
He pulled you closer, said he'll never let go
You couldn't trust him, but you never said no
In that moment we may just forget how it feels when he's gone
But now you're
You're looking like you really like him, like him
And now you're feeling like you miss him, miss him
You're speaking like you really love him, love him
And now you're dancing like you need him, need him
Put it in your pocket, don't tell anyone I gave ya
It could be the one you run to, the one that saves you
It could be your daddy, daddy, if you take it gladly, gladly
Daddy, daddy
You're looking like you really like him, like him
And now you're feeling like you miss him, miss him
You're looking like you really love him, love him
And now you're dancing like you need him, need him
Put it in your pocket, don't tell anyone I gave ya
It could be the one you run to, the one that saves you
It could be your daddy, daddy, if you take it gladly, gladly
Daddy, daddy
Put it in your pocket, don't tell anyone I gave ya
It could be the one you run to, the one that saves you
It could be your daddy, daddy, if you take it gladly, gladly
Daddy, daddy
Writer(s): Attie Van Wyk, Al Etto, Richard James Mitchell
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