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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ashley Cooke
Ashley Cooke
Begleitgesang
Dan Huff
Dan Huff
E-Gitarre
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Schlagzeug
Mark Hill
Mark Hill
Bass
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
E-Gitarre
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Akustische Gitarre
Justin Schipper
Justin Schipper
Pedal-Steel-Gitarre
Jeneé Fleenor
Jeneé Fleenor
Geige
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Lori McKenna
Lori McKenna
Komponist:in
Gordie Sampson
Gordie Sampson
Komponist:in
Emily Weisband
Emily Weisband
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dan Huff
Dan Huff
Produzent:in
Will Weatherly
Will Weatherly
Produzent:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mischtechniker:in
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

I try not to swear, it's not ladylike But I swear that I love you, I've made up my mind So I get kinda careless sometimes When your eyes are looking in mine I guess that's why I didn't think before I spoke Yeah, I should wash my mouth out with soap 'Cause I said the F word in front of your mama The first time I met her, not tryna start drama Just kinda slipped out, like, what the hell did I just do? I said I'd probably spend forever with you And I don't talk like that, at least not in public But since you're in my bed, baby, I'm not above it They say you make plans and God laughs But I'm never taking it back, oh I said the F word in front of your sister Blame it on the fact that I don't have a filter Just kinda slipped out, like, what the hell did I just do? I said I'd probably spend forever with you, yeah, oh Oh, yeah I should know better, but I don't Oh, I should wash my mouth out with soap 'Cause I said the F word, no, I'm not sorry Four in the morning, you touchin' my body Felt it, I meant it, I don't regret it, it's true, oh I said the F word in front of your mama The first time I met her, not tryna start drama Just kinda slipped out, like, what the hell did I just do? I said I'd probably spend forever with you
Writer(s): Emily Weisband, Lori Mckenna, Gordon Francis Sampson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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