Sober Up (feat. Rivers Cuomo) · AJR · Rivers Cuomo
The Click
℗ 2017 AJR Productions under exclusive license to BMG Rights Management (US) LLC
Bass Guitar: Adam Met
Vocals: Adam Met
Guitar, Melodica, Percussion, Vocals, ukulele: Jack Met
Guest Vocals: Rivers Cuomo
Keyboards, Trumpet, Vocals, ukulele: Ryan Met
Composer: Adam Met
Composer: Jack Met
Composer: Rivers Cuomo
Composer: Ryan Met
℗ 2012 RCA Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment, under exclusive license in UK and Eire to London Records, a division of Universal Music Operations Limited.
Released on: 2012-11-19
Associated Performer: Pitbull feat. TJR
Composer, Lyricist: Armando C. Perez
Composer, Lyricist: T.J. Rozdilsky
Composer, Lyricist: Jose Garcia
Composer, Lyricist: Jorge Martinez
Composer, Lyricist: Warwick Lyn
Misc. Prod., Mixing Engineer: Chris Lake
Recording Engineer: Al Burna
Mixing Engineer: Marco Lys
Composer, Lyricist: Frederick Hibbert
Lyrics:
Pretty woman, walkin down the street
Pretty woman the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman I dont believe you, youre not the truth
No one could look as good as you, mercy
Pretty woman wont you pardon me
Pretty woman I couldnt help but see
Pretty woman that you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just like me
Pretty woman stop awhile
Pretty woman talk awhile
Pretty woman give your smile to me
Pretty woman yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty woman look my way
Pretty woman say youll stay with me
Cause I need you, Ill treat you right
Come with me baby, be mine tonight
Pretty woman dont walk on by
Pretty woman dont make me cry
Pretty woman dont walk away, hey, OK
If thats the way it must be, OK
I guess Ill go on home, its late
Therell be tomorrow night, but wait
What do I see?
Is she walkin back to me?
Yeah, shes walkin back to me
Oh, oh, pretty woman.
Did ya really think, I’d just forgive and forget…no
After catching you with her…your blood should run cold...so cold
you…you two timing, cheap lying, wannabe
you’re a fool…if you thought that I’d just let this go
I SEE RED, RED, OH RED
GUN TO YOUR HEAD, HEAD, TO YOUR HEAD
NOW ALL I SEE IS RED, RED RED
Did ya really just say, she didn’t mean anything…oh
I’ll remember those words, when I come for your soul…your soul
You know that you…you dug your own grave…now lie in it
you’re so cruel…but revenge is a dish best served cold
I SEE RED, RED, OH RED
GUN TO YOUR HEAD, HEAD, TO YOUR HEAD…OH
EXECUTIONER STYLE, AND THERE WON’T BE NO TRIAL
DON’TCHA KNOW THAT YOU’RE BETTER OFF DEAD
ALL I SEE RED, RED, OH RED
NOW ALL I SEE IS…
Run...hide…you’re so…done
Better sleep with one eye open tonight
I SEE RED, RED, OH RED
GUN TO YOUR HEAD, HEAD, TO YOUR HEAD…OH
EXECUTIONER STYLE, AND THERE WON’T BE NO TRIAL
DON’TCHA KNOW THAT YOU’RE BETTER OFF DEAD
ALL I SEE RED, RED, OH RED
NOW ALL I SEE IS…