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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joel Crouse
Performer
Jamie Houston
Background Vocals
Wally Ingrim
Drums
Tad Wadhams
Bass Guitar
Don Kirkpatrick
Guitar
Fred Kron
Piano
Marty Rifkin
Steel Guitar
Rob McNelley
Slide Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joel Crouse
Composer
James Dean Hicks
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jamie Houston
Producer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Jarvis
Engineer
Brian Malouf
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Your door is locked girl and I deserve it
I've knocked, knocked till my hand is hurting sore
It's just a quarter to four
I'm only late by 8 little hours
But I got a hand full of thirsty flowers
Now baby can't we talk it out
You can tell me I'm a no good thoughtless jerk
That I'm a selfish, stupid loser
And make it hurt, make it hurt
Tell me I'm wrong and I'll say that you're right
And the only way I will be spending the night is
On this side of the door
But don't tell me you don't love me anymore
I ran into the guys on the way here
They were all shooting pool
And drinking cold beer hun
They only offered me one
Next thing I knew above' the crowd I heard last call
They ran us out
I left my keys and my phone on the bar
I had to walk this far
You can tell me I'm a no good thoughtless jerk
That I'm a selfish, stupid loser
And make it hurt, make it hurt
Tell me I'm wrong and I'll say that you're right
And the only way I will be spending the night is
On this side of the door
But don't tell me you don't love me anymore
Open the door I'm beggin please
I'm out here on my knees
Baby, baby, I'm sorry
You can tell me I'm a no good thoughtless jerk
That I'm a selfish, stupid loser
And make it hurt, make it hurt
Tell me I'm wrong and I'll say that you're right
And the only way I will be spending the night is
On this side of the door
But don't tell me you don't love me anymore
But don't tell me you don't love me anymore
Writer(s): James Dean Hicks, James Houston Scoggin, Joel Thomas Crouse
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