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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tanner Adell
Tanner Adell
Vocals
Nir Z
Nir Z
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tanner Adell
Tanner Adell
Songwriter
Will Weatherly
Will Weatherly
Songwriter
Allison Veltz
Allison Veltz
Songwriter
Michael Whitworth
Michael Whitworth
Songwriter
Michael Lotten
Michael Lotten
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Will Weatherly
Will Weatherly
Producer
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Michael Lotten
Michael Lotten
Recording Engineer
Nir Z
Nir Z
Recording Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Wasn't picture-perfect It was just a Tuesday Wasn't nothing special Just the same old, same No love songs on the radio playin' You were just drivin' and holdin' my hand No big plans, just you next to me No sunset, no roses But I started feelin' things At the third red light on La Cienega You stole my heart right off of my lips Think it just hit me when I started kissin' ya I kinda, might, sorta, like love you a little bit Hands on me in your old T-shirt In your two-door Ford, thinkin' those three words Light turned green, then it started sinkin' in I kinda, might, sorta, like, love you a little bit Caught up in the moment Went by so fast Kinda scared to say it What if you don't say it back? Either way, I felt it Can't un-feel that Ain't gonna lie It's a real-weird time for stars to align Last place I would think I was start to fall, I guess I'll call it Low-key meant to be At the third red light on La Cienega You stole my heart right off of my lips Think it just hit me when I started kissin' ya I kinda, might, sorta, like love you a little bit Hands on me in your old T-shirt In your two-door Ford, thinkin' those three words Light turned green, then it started sinkin' in I kinda, might, sorta, like, love you a little bit I know I told you that I thought we should just be friends But I don't think I can, not when I feel like this Tried to fight it, but baby, the truth is I kinda, might, sorta, like, love you a little bit At the third red light on La Cienega You stole my heart right off of my lips Think it just hit me when I started kissin' ya I kinda, might, sorta, like love you a little bit Hands on me in your old T-shirt In your two-door Ford, thinkin' those three words Light turned green, then it started sinkin' in I kinda, might, sorta, like, love you a little bit Yeah-eh, oh, yeah Love you a little bit Kinda, might, sorta, like, love you a little bit
Writer(s): Michael Lotten, Michael David Whitworth, William Bradford Jr. Weatherly, Tanner Adell Anderson, Allison Veltz-cruz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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