More songs by DESTIN CONRAD
More songs by Vanisha Gould
Description
Producer: Louie Lastic
Producer: Ryan James Carr
Producer: Dan Foster
Producer: Keyon Harrold
Producer: Austin D. Brown
Composer: Louie Lastic
Composer: Ryan James Carr
Composer: Dan Foster
Composer: Keyon Harrold
Composer: Austin D. Brown
Lyricist: Destin Devon Conrad
Lyricist: Vanisha Gould
Lyricist: Alexander Ben-Abdallah
Lyricist: Ryan James Carr
Lyricist: Michael Daniel Foster
Lyricist: Keyon Harrold
Lyricist: Austin D. Brown
Lyrics and translation
Original
A lonely detective
Had a secret to tell
His martini dirty
I guess it suits him well
His lips, they're soft
And he kisses me well
And his eyes are sharp
They cut through my shell
He's got a wife and kids
That don't know what he's up to
Pictures on the fridge
Don't know who you're making love to
And pardon my French
But I don't give a fuck to
Be another fool to a lonely detective
A lonely detective
I think I'm lonely as him
He's got a house in Texas
I think I'm moving in
And my eyes know his grin
(The same grin he shows his children)
And my lips know his skin
(Ooh)
And I know all his friends
(You don't even know him)
But I know myself and I know I got a thing for...
You better quit while you're ahead
I can't quit him now
It's only been three months
It's actually been three months and
Six days and a quarter of a night, oh
I think I got a thing for a lonely detective
I see him all the time
I know this is reckless
I'll turn myself in (Turn yourself in)
He's a lonely, lonely detective
A lonely one
A lonely detective
A lonely one (Lonely, lonely, lonely)
A lonely detective
A lonely one (Lonely, lonely, lonely)
A lonely detective
Lonely detective
English translation
A lonely detective
Had a secret to tell
His martini dirty
I guess it suits him well
His lips, they're soft
And he kisses me well
And his eyes are sharp
They cut through my shell
He's got a wife and kids
That don't know what he's up to
Pictures on the fridge
Don't know who you're making love to
And pardon my French
But I don't give a fuck to
Be another fool to a lonely detective
A lonely detective
I think I'm lonely as him
He's got a house in Texas
I think I'm moving in
And my eyes know his grin
(The same grin he shows his children)
And my lips know his skin
(Ooh)
And I know all his friends
(You don't even know him)
But I know myself and I know I got a thing for...
You better quit while you're ahead
I can't quit him now
It's only been three months
It's actually been three months and
Six days and a quarter of a night, oh
I think I got a thing for a lonely detective
I see him all the time
I know this is reckless
I'll turn myself in (Turn yourself in)
He's a lonely, lonely detective
A lonely one
A lonely detective
A lonely one (Lonely, lonely, lonely)
A lonely detective
A lonely one (Lonely, lonely, lonely)
A lonely detective
Lonely detective