“New Rules” is about moving on from an ex and how you need to stay away from them. The narrator needs to treat themselves like they would a friend with their own advice. The music video premiered on July 7, 2017. After seeing covers of the song and recreations, Dua Lipa was inspired to release a new video with a compilation of the covers. At the end, she expressed her gratitude Lyrics
One, one, one... Talkin' in my sleep at night Makin' myself crazy (Out of my mind, out of my mind) Wrote it down and read it out Hopin' it would save me (Too many times, too many times) My love, he makes me feel like nobody else Nobody else But my love, he doesn't love me, so I tell myself I tell myself One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in You'll have to kick him out again Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you're under him, you ain't getting over him I got new rules, I count 'em I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself I keep pushin' forwards, but he keeps pullin' me backwards (Nowhere to turn) no way (Nowhere to turn) no Now I'm standing back from it, I finally see the pattern (I never learn, I never learn) But my love, he doesn't love me, so I tell myself I tell myself I do, I do, I do One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in You'll have to kick him out again Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you're under him, you ain't getting over him I got new rules, I count 'em I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself Practice makes perfect I'm still tryna' learn it by heart (I got new rules, I count 'em) Eat, sleep, and breathe it Rehearse and repeat it, 'cause I (I got new, I got new, I...) One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in You'll have to kick him out again Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you're under him, you ain't getting over him I got new rules, I count 'em I got new rules, I count 'em (Oh, whoa-oh) I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules, I count 'em (Baby, you know I count 'em) I gotta tell them to myself Don't let him in, don't let him in Don't, don't, don't, don't Don't be his friend, don't be his friend Don't, don't, don't, don't Don't let him in, don't let him in Don't, don't, don't, don't Don't be his friend, don't be his friend Don't, don't, don't, don't You gettin' over him
Dua Lipa explaned to Billboard, "I chose to put this song out first so I could close one chapter of my life and start another. Into a new era with a new sound! It's about moving on and not allowing anyone to get in the way of that. It also felt like a natural first-song choice as I made it with the brilliant same crew I made 'New Rules' with."
Fever Lyrics[Verse 1: Dua Lipa]Before you came around, I was doin' just fineUsually, usually, usually, I don't pay no mindAnd when it came down, I was lookin' in your eyesSuddenly, suddenly, suddenly, I can feel it inside[Chorus: Dua Lipa]I've got a fever, so can you check?Hand on my forehead, kiss my neckAnd when you touch me, baby, I turn redI've got a fever, so can you check? (I've got a fever)[Verse 2: Angèle]Peut-être qu'avec du temps, ça partiraEt pourtant, et pourtant, et pourtant, je ne m'y vois pasComme un médicament, moi, je suis rien sans toiEt je sais quе j'essaie, que jе perds du temps dans tes bras[Chorus: Dua Lipa]I've got a fever, so can you check?Hand on my forehead, kiss my neckAnd when you touch me, baby, I turn redI've got a fever, so can you check?[Refrain: Angèle]Car dans mes yeux, ça se voit (I've got a fever)La fièvre dans les yeux, oui, ça se voit (I've got a fever)Mon cœur se serre, j'ai du feu dans la voix (I've got a fever)Le plus souvent, c'est quand je pense à toi (I've got a fever)[Chorus: Dua Lipa & Angèle]I've got a fever, can you check?Hand on my forehead, kiss my neckAnd when you touch me, baby, I turn redI've got a fever, so can you check? (Amour en fièvre)[Bridge: Dua Lipa & Angèle]Tell me what you wanna do right nowTell me what you wanna do right now (Amour en fièvre)Tell me what you wanna do right now'Cause I don't really wanna cool it down (Amour en fièvre)Tell me what you wanna do right nowTell me what you wanna do right now (Amour en fièvre)Tell me what you wanna do right now'Cause I don't really wanna cool it down[Refrain: Angèle & Dua Lipa]Car dans mes yeux, ça se voit (I've got a fever)La fièvre dans les yeux, oui, ça se voit (I've got a fever)Mon cœur se serre, j'ai du feu dans la voix (I've got a fever)Le plus souvent, c'est quand je pense à toi (I've got a fever)
Last modified on Mon 7 Mar 2022 06.31 EST. Dua Lipa is facing a second copyright lawsuit over her song Levitating, less than a week after a Florida reggae band sued the singer for alleged Home » Artiesten » D » Dua Lipa » New Rules One, one, one, one, one Talkin' in my sleep at night Makin' myself crazy (Out of my mind, out of my mind) Wrote it down and read it out Hopin' ... Writers: Ian Kirkpatrick , Emily Warren , Caroline Ailin Lyrics © BMG Rights Management , Warner Chappell Music , Inc. , Peermusic Publishing Lyrics licensed by LyricFind These are the rules for dating. One: There's a new third base, that's when you get to see their lower face. Two: Right before you touch, Purell until your hands get rough. Three: Just seal the
Talkin' in my sleep at nightMakin' myself crazyWrote it down and read it outHopin' it would save meMy loveHe makes me feel like nobody elseNobody elseBut my loveHe doesn't love me, so I tell myselfI tell myselfOne: Don't pick up the phoneYou know he's only callin' 'cause he'sdrunk and aloneTwo: Don't let him inYou'll have to kick him out againThree: Don't be his friendYou know you're gonna wake up in hisbed in the morningAnd if you're under himYou ain't gettin' over himI got new rules, I count 'emI got new rules, I count 'emI gotta tell them to myselfI got new rules, I count 'emI gotta tell them to myselfI keep pushin' forwardsBut he keeps pullin' me backwardsNo wayNoNow I'm standin' back from itI finally see the patternBut my loveHe doesn't love me, so I tell myselfI tell myself I do, I do, I doOne: Don't pick up the phoneYou know he's only callin' 'cause he'sdrunk and aloneTwo: Don't let him inYou'll have to kick him out againThree: Don't be his friendYou know you're gonna wake up in hisbed in the morningAnd if you're under himYou ain't gettin' over himI got new rules, I count 'emI got new rules, I count 'emI gotta tell them to myselfI got new rules, I count 'emI gotta tell them to myselfPractice makes perfectI'm still tryna learn it by heartEat, sleep, and breathe itRehearse and repeat it, 'cause IOne: Don't pick up the phoneYou know he's only callin' 'cause he'sdrunk and aloneTwo: Don't let him inYou'll have to kick him out againThree: Don't be his friendYou know you're gonna wake up in hisbed in the morningAnd if you're under himYou ain't gettin' over himI got new rules, I count 'emI got new rules, I count 'emI gotta tell them to myselfI got new rules, I count 'emI gotta tell them to myselfDon't let him in, don't let him inDon't, don't, don't, don'tDon't be his friend, don't be his friendDon't, don't, don't, don'tDon't let him in, don't let him inDon't, don't, don't, don'tDon't be his friend, don't be his friendDon't, don't, don'tYou're gettin' over him Brak tłumaczenia!
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'New Rules' 'New Rules' was Dua Lipa's big breakthrough song - it was her first UK Number 1 and her fifth Top 40 hit. The tropical house tune became an anthem of female empowerment for newly-single women. The lyrics to 'New Rules' are the singer's strategy to get over someone.
Talkin' in my sleep at night, makin' myself crazy (Out of my mind, out of my mind) Wrote it down and read it out, hopin' it would save me (Too many times, too many times) My love, he makes me feel like nobody else Nobody else But my love, he doesn't love me, so I tell myself I tell myself One: Don't pick up the phone You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone Two: Don't let him in You'll have to kick him out again Three: Don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you're under him You ain't gettin' over him I got new rules, I count 'em I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself I keep pushin' forwards, but he keeps pullin' me backwards (Nowhere to turn, no way) (Nowhere to turn, no) Now I'm standin' back from it, I finally see the pattern (I never learn, I never learn) But my love He doesn't love me, so I tell myself I tell myself I do, I do, I do One: Don't pick up the phone You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone Two: Don't let him in You'll have to kick him out again Three: Don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you're under him You ain't gettin' over him I got new rules, I count 'em I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself Practice makes perfect I'm still tryna learn it by heart Eat, sleep, and breathe it Rehearse and repeat it, 'cause I... One: Don't pick up the phone You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone Two: Don't let him in You'll have to kick him out again Three: Don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you're under him You ain't gettin' over him I got new rules, I count 'em I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself Don't let him in, don't let him in Don't, don't, don't, don't... Don't be his friend, don't be his friend Don't, don't, don't, don't... Don't let him in, don't let him in Don't, don't, don't, don't... Don't be his friend, don't be his friend Don't, don't, don't, don't... You're gettin' over him
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