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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Richard Julian
Richard Julian
Performer
Brad Jones
Brad Jones
Electric Bass Guitar
Dred Scott
Dred Scott
Piano
Dan Rieser
Dan Rieser
Drums
Stew Cardenas
Stew Cardenas
Electric Guitar
Norah Jones
Norah Jones
Organ
Michael Visceglia
Michael Visceglia
Electric Bass Guitar
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brad Jones
Brad Jones
Producer
Matt Boynton
Matt Boynton
Engineer
Juan Garcia
Juan Garcia
Engineer
Tom Psipikas
Tom Psipikas
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tim Altman
Tim Altman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Gene Paul
Gene Paul
Mastering Engineer
Jason Roberts
Jason Roberts
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Damn I can't believe my luck There's a lump in my throat like I'm passing the truck Damn I can't believe my luck Am I reading you right? Aw, shucks Let's get outta here This movie sucks Damn I can't believe my luck You wanna go? Well, come on, let's go. Well, you still got all your baby fat Where'd you learn to talk like that? Damn I ran my hand along the edge of your tan You started talking like a sailor man Damn Where'd you learn to talk like that You wanna go? Well, come on, let's go. I feel old I feel young I feel lost I feel won Callin' 911, Callin' 911 We got an old guy here He's having too much fun Damn You wanna go? Well, come on, let's go Just tell me how you like it Scrambled of fried Overeasy Poached on the side Just tell me how you like it I should've warned you When you wake up with me My kinky hair looks like a Joshua Tree I should've warned you Damn Do you really have to go? Do you really have to go? Well, go on then, go Damn.
Writer(s): Brad Jones, Richard Julian Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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