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One of the BEAUTIFUL things that came out of being stuck at home was getting to work with Ben Rose on original music. Not only did he produce this Pomplamoose song, we also WROTE the whole thing together. So technically this should be called "Read Me" Ben Rose ft. Pomplamoose. I'm also open to changing the bandname to PomplaRose. Save this song on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2r3Yqkh Follow us on instagram: / pomplamoosemusic Become a patron of our music (to vote on the songs we cover and get merch and stuff like that): / pomplamoose An original song by Pomplamoose. CREDITS Vocals: Nataly Dawn Keys, Mandola, Acoustic Guitar, Percussion: Jack Conte Drums, Keys, Electric Guitar, Percussion: Ben Rose Mixing/Mastering: Yianni AP Producer: Ben Rose Camera Operator: Nataly Dawn Assistant to the Regional Camera Operator: Ben Rose Video Editor: Athena Wheaton Colorist: Charlene Gibbs Wardrobe: Elle Olsen Recorded at our home studio in San Francisco. #Pomplamoose #IndieRock #ReadMe LYRICS I would like to know you Would that be alright Take you out for soda On a summer night I’m an open book Won’t you take the time Cause I’m a little old-fashioned Can I hold your hand Tell me your favorite song We can play it on my walkman Cause I’m an open book So won’t you take the time To read me Tell me how it’s been Tell me how it’s gonna be Come on take a chance Honey don’t you want to read me? So you were born in Ohio But then you moved out West And you bite your nails I know And then keep them in your pockets Are you an open book Or just an easy rhyme Too easy I used to watch a lot Of Dawson’s Creek Wasn’t allowed But I would sneak upstairs On weekends Turn the volume down low And hope no one Was listening Are you listening Do you ever dream of summer camp Slow dance, sweaty hands First kiss, what did I miss What did I miss Are you listening Cause I miss everything And if you were a novel I would check you out K that’s a really bad line But that’s what I’m all about Oh Thank gosh you’re laughing You might have figured how To read me