Original Song by: Olivia Luella Whitfield
Produced by: Zane Whitfield
Starring: Luella
Featuring (in order of appearance): Simon Vandermeulen-Kerr as “Sensual Simon“, Francis Macdonald as “Funktown Franny“, Sam Betteny as “Sammy Sabbath“
Also: Emma Golden, Claire Brackenbury, Jude Whitfield, Travis Ball, Stella Durrant, Rhonwyn Mitchell, Sadie Coleman
Production Company: Outpost12 Studios
Set Design and Construction: Visual Menace
Co-Director/Producer/Colourist: Braden Dragomir
Co-Director: Olivia Luella Whitfield
Director of Photography: Boady McMaster
Editor: Taylor Leeder
Production Designer/Art Director: Melissa Eapen
Art Department Assistant: Petra Bauer
Makeup Artist and Hair Stylist: Deb Hamilton
Makeup Artist and Hair Stylist Assistant: Biba Stoiljkovic
Wardrobe/Stylist: Jess Dykins
Production Assistant: Mackenzie Loveys
Executive Producers: Braden Dragonmir, Melissa Eapen, Olivia Luella Whitfield, Zane Whitfield
Special thanks: Tedwin Simha-Webster, Lori-Jo Whitfield
LYRICS
I don’t need someone to hold
I feel so cool, please don’t catch a cold
Dancing in bedrooms ain’t getting old
I’m most at ease when I’m home alone
I’m stuck in my mind, it’s the best affair
I dont need to tell ya
To be anyone, anytime, anywhere
Oh hey I’m Luella
I don’t need a lover in ’70s attire
Feeling how my hips when dancing in gogo boots
I don’t need a lover in ’70s attire
Flashing lights are blinding, the disco fevers rising
I should’ve left by ten to nine
This will be the highlight of my whole night
The music is blasting the way I like
The company is me, myself, and I
No intention to walk out my bedroom door
I don’t need to tell ya
I guess I’ll just tear up my own dance floor
Cuz hey Im Luella
I don’t need a lover
In ’70s attire
Feeling how my hips when dancing in gogo boots
I don’t need a lover
In ’70s attire
Flashing lights are blinding, the disco fevers rising
All I need are gogo boots
Cause I’m in a gogo mood
All I need are gogo boots
Cause I’m in a gogo mood
I don’t need a lover
In ’70s attire
Feeling how my hips when dancing in gogo boots
I don’t need a lover
In ’70s attire
Flashing lights are blinding, the disco fevers rising