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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Priscilla Block
Stimme und Gesang
Robbie Artress
Programmierung
Justin Johnson
Programmierung
Jake Curry
Programmierung
Jelly Roll
Begleitgesang
Jerry Roe
Schlagzeug
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Derek Wells
E-Gitarre
Dave Cohen
Tasteninstrumente
Danny Rader
Akustische Gitarre
Josh Beale
Begleitgesang
Sarah Jones
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Priscilla Block
Songwriter:in
Alysa Vanderheym
Songwriter:in
Audra Mae
Songwriter:in
Summer Overstreet
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Robbie Artress
Produzent:in
Justin Johnson
Produzent:in
Jake Curry
Produzent:in
Jim Cooley
Mischtechniker:in
Alysa Vanderheym
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Zach Kuhlman
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Paroles
Some of us are sick and tired of our small town
And some of us wish the PTA would calm down
And all of us need more than a wind down and a clock out
I know I could use an alter-ego, ego boost right now
What do you say, let's get away, have us a holiday?
All the champagne, none of the shame
We can blame it on our
Fake names, I'm Hurricane Hayley
She's from Alabama and she's batshit crazy
Mary Jane, she's a pilot in the Navy
And blacked-out Brittney might puke on your Luccheses
The hell that we're raisin', hearts that we're breakin'
Hey, it ain't a real mistake 'cause we can blame it on our
Fake names
Fake names
Pedialyte, poppin' bottles in the mornin'
Elvira went home with the doorman
And where am I? Why is this guy callin' me Rhoda?
And how the hell did we end up in North Dakota?
Oh-um
Fake names, I'm Hurricane Hayley
She's from Alabama and she's batshit crazy
Mary Jane, she's a pilot in the Navy
And blacked-out Brittney might puke on your Luccheses
The hell that we're raisin', hearts that we're breakin'
Hey, it ain't a real mistake 'cause we can blame it on our
Fake names
Fake names
Hey, Tawanda, don't you got a brain surgery
Or somethin' you gotta go to?
I think you're late
Ta-what? Oh
We can blame it on our
Fake names, I'm Hurricane Hayley
She's from Alabama and she's batshit crazy
Mary Jane, she's a pilot in the Navy
And blacked-out Brittney might puke on your Luccheses
The hell that we're raisin', hearts that we're breakin'
Hey, it ain't a real mistake 'cause we can blame it on our
Fake names
Fake names
Writer(s): Alysa Vanderheym, Summer Ashtyn Overstreet, Audra Mae Butts, Priscilla Block
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