Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Dan Franklin
Künstler:in
Pat Leon
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Dan Franklin
Songwriter:in
Kevin Dukes
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Hans DeKline
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
P.C.H. on a full moon night
Window’s down, heater on high.
Ocean breeze blowin’ those stars ‘round the sky
And your long brown hair on the passenger side
A bottle of home made wine
Something sweet and strong, didn’t last that long
Just like when you were mine, it all went too fast,
Well, maybe this time we can make it last.
You’re the one I can’t forget
You’re the only key that fits
We got it wrong the last time,
So let’s drop the pride, kiss the past goodbye,
Turn out the lights and get it right. Get it right.
Seven years later, and look at us now
I can’t even remember why we threw in the towel
Whatever it was, well it doesn’t matter now,
Cause one look at you and I’m down for the count.
If only we’d known we had such a perfect love
One in millions.
We gotta lot of time to make up tonight,
So let’s take off the gloves and get it right.
You’re the one I can’t forget
You’re the only key that fits
We got it wrong the last time,
So let’s drop the pride, kiss the past goodbye,
Turn out the lights and get it right. Get it Right
Gottta brand new bottle of wine
From an older vine, so let’s take our time
Sippin’ it long and slow, put the world on hold
I’ll tell ya right now baby, I ain’t letting go, ‘cause.
You’re the one I can’t forget
You’re the only key that fits
We got it wrong the last time,
So let’s drop the pride, kiss the past goodbye,
Turn out the lights and get it right. Get it right
Get it right. Get it right. Get it right.
Written by: Dan Franklin, Kevin Dukes