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The Night Game - Coffee And Cigarettes
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Night Game
The Night Game
Performer
Martin Johnson
Martin Johnson
Vocals
Francois Tetaz
Francois Tetaz
Programming
Brandon Paddock
Brandon Paddock
Programming
Kirin J Callinan
Kirin J Callinan
Electric Guitar
John Kirby
John Kirby
Keyboards
Jasper Leak
Jasper Leak
Bass Guitar
Eric Garner
Eric Garner
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Johnson
Martin Johnson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Martin Johnson
Martin Johnson
Producer
Francois Tetaz
Francois Tetaz
Producer
Brandon Paddock
Brandon Paddock
Engineer
Kevin Bisch
Kevin Bisch
Additional Producer
Devin Kam
Devin Kam
Assistant Engineer
Nicholas Morsov
Nicholas Morsov
Engineer
Bill Mims
Bill Mims
Engineer
Dan Piscina
Dan Piscina
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

'Twas the summer before our senior year I was packing up my life in an Econoline While she was trying dresses on, playing house Standing in the drive to watch me backing out I got home before September starts to catch a chill We sat and talked about how much we both had changed I've been a bad boy, too late to go back then Maybe someday we can end up friends And there's So many things I can't believe Well, I can't believe We were 17, we were 17 And now I'm lost at the drive-in, lost in the car Guess when you lose someone you find out who you are And I'm rolled up, broken in I'm moving along I'm moving along But all I've got left Is coffee and cigarettes Mixtapes on old cassettes And a picture that you put in a letter You were the best, the best that I've ever had Baby, you got me bad You always said that you would wait forever Now you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone You're gone I heard she met someone in college He looks a bit like me Moved back to Boston for her law degree While I was stamping postcards, a summer song I think about her when the television's on I went back for the reunion and we reminisced She had on sensible shoes and said "It's good to see you, you're still the guy I used to know" And then a breath, and a sideways hug that I cannot forget And there's So many things I can't believe Well, I can't believe We were 17, we were 17 And now I'm lost at the motel, lost at the bar Looking back at her, it's still the hardest part Gotta let go, let go Start moving along, moving along 'Cause all I've got left Is coffee and cigarettes, mixtapes on old cassettes And a picture that you put in a letter You were the best, the best that I've ever had Baby, you got me bad You always said that you would wait forever And now you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone You're gone Now you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone You're gone And all I've got left Is coffee and cigarettes Mmm-mmm Mmm-mmm Coffee and cigarettes Coffee and cigarettes Coffee and cigarettes Coffee and cigarettes Cigarettes Coffee and cigarettes
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