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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Leadgesang
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Programmierung
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Begleitgesang
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Akustische Gitarre
Renee Blair
Renee Blair
Begleitgesang
Nir Z
Nir Z
Schlagzeug
Jeff Braun
Jeff Braun
Programmierung
Justin Schipper
Justin Schipper
Stahlgitarre
Alex Wright
Alex Wright
Klavier
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Songwriter:in
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Songwriter:in
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Produzent:in
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jeff Braun
Jeff Braun
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At any given small town, buddy, you can spot her Trucker hat, buffalo flannel at the concert Grew up on Mariah and Shania down a red dirt Road driveway (road driveway) And diet Coke can rollin' 'round in her Camry Wants to be a mama, yeah, she wants to get married If you look up a country girl in the dictionary You'd see her face Just when you think you've got her figured out That's when you learn you don't know nothin' 'bout When she goes "Come pick me up in your truck, I wanna drive Let's hit a buck ten again down 55 That's my little rock 'n' roll right there Crank it 'til the speakers blow, I swear" Sayin', "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot" Then slippin' out, makin' out in the parking lot Down home angel with a whole 'nother side She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turnin' up my stereotype Mama knows her heart but don't know about her tattoos Her and Casamigos put together equal bad news She can stop your world from turnin' just by lookin' at you And I'm a lucky S-O-B when she says to me "Come pick me up in your truck, I wanna drive Let's hit a buck ten again down 55 That's my little rock 'n' roll right there Crank it 'til the speakers blow, I swear" Sayin', "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot" Then slippin' out, makin' out in the parking lot Down home angel with a whole 'nother side She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turnin' up my stereotype (Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes) Turnin' up my stereotype (Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes) Yeah, she's unpredictable, anything but typical She's so original, so damn original And she's all mine, she's everything I need Yeah, she keeps me livin' on the edge of my seat, sayin' "Come pick me up in your truck, I wanna drive Let's hit a buck ten again down 55 That's my little rock 'n' roll right there Crank it 'til the speakers blow, I swear" Sayin', "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot" Then slippin' out, makin' out in the parking lot Down home angel with a whole 'nother side She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turnin' up my stereotype (Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes) Turnin' up my stereo (Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes) She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turning up my stereotype At any given small town, buddy, you can spot her Trucker hat, buffalo flannel at the concert Grew up on Mariah and Shania down a red dirt road She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turnin' up my stereotype
Writer(s): Michael Hardy, Cole Swindell, Jordan Mark Schmidt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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