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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ingrid Andress
Ingrid Andress
Background Vocals
Sam Ellis
Sam Ellis
Background Vocals
Jared Kneale
Jared Kneale
Drums
Devin Malone
Devin Malone
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ingrid Andress
Ingrid Andress
Songwriter
Derrick Southerland
Derrick Southerland
Songwriter
Sam Ellis
Sam Ellis
Songwriter
Scott McKenzie
Scott McKenzie
Songwriter
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Songwriter
John Phillips
John Phillips
Songwriter
Mike Love
Mike Love
Songwriter
Terry Melcher
Terry Melcher
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ingrid Andress
Ingrid Andress
Producer
Sam Ellis
Sam Ellis
Producer
Thomas Dulin
Thomas Dulin
Additional Engineer
Court Blankenship
Court Blankenship
Assistant Producer
Erik Madrid
Erik Madrid
Mixing Engineer
Aaron Berman
Aaron Berman
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

We had some fun, we had some laughs I licked the salt right off the glass Danced to the music, racked up a tab I thought you were thinking what I was thinking Thought we were going somewhere with all this drinking Well, I guess the Cuervo, it led me on 'Cause I turned around and you were gone You're just a waste of lime Waste of a real good time I guess I'll be going home All alone, no Patrón Silver lining Just an empty margarita Left me and this tequila high and dry No drunk pickup lines No your place or mine You're just a waste of lime Bermuda, Bahama Guess I'm never gonna meet your mama Or brother, nothin' left to do Well, I'd take a kiss, no second date And I'd take a two-mile in-the-rain walk of shame Yeah, that'd be great compared to this Oh baby, what a miss You're just a waste of lime Waste of a real good time I guess I'll be going home All alone, no Patrón Silver lining Just an empty margarita Left me and this tequila high and dry No drunk pickup lines No your place or mine You're just a waste of lime Bermuda, Bahama Guess I'm never gonna meet your mama Or brother, nothin' left to do But have another tequila, just enough to know that I don't need ya, don't need ya, nah You're just a waste of lime Waste of a real good time I guess I'll be going home All alone, no Patrón Silver lining Just an empty margarita Left me and this tequila high and dry No drunk pickup lines No your place or mine You're just a waste of lime Bermuda, Bahama Guess I'm never gonna meet your mama (yeah, you're just a waste of lime) Or brother, nothin' left to do But have another
Writer(s): Terry Melcher, Sam Ellis, John Edmund Andrew Phillips, Shane Mcanally, Ingrid Andress, Michael Edward Love, Derrick Adam Southerland, Scott Mckenzie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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