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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Irie
The Irie
Performer
Danny Torgersen
Danny Torgersen
Trumpet
Matt Keller
Matt Keller
Performer
Johnny Cosmic
Johnny Cosmic
Performer
George Ruiz
George Ruiz
Performer
Johnny Maurer
Johnny Maurer
Performer
Jackson Wetherbee
Jackson Wetherbee
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Keller
Matt Keller
Songwriter
George Ruiz
George Ruiz
Songwriter
Johnny Maurer
Johnny Maurer
Songwriter
Jackson Wetherbee
Jackson Wetherbee
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Keller
Matt Keller
Producer
Johnny Cosmic
Johnny Cosmic
Vocal Recording Engineer

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The Whiskey keeps on pouring Speaking like i'm foreign Because I think the kind hit my head Surfing the ceilings Crashin' all your feelings Excuse me (miss) I might be high. Turn me up. All night. You turn me up. Oh right. Turn me up. All right. Turn me up I'm just trying to clear my chest I think my body needs a rest Because lately I've been a mess I've done things I can't confess Turn me up. All night. Turn me up. Oh right. Turn me up. All right. Turn me up oh You the only one in my head hope you never leave Singing like a bell ringing on and Filling up my heart and my chest Like the sensamilla Bringing me the peace everlong and In the morning when I wake to your sweet voice Singing like a song that was made just for me Every single note and each melody, got me floating Turn me up. All night. You turn me up. Oh right. Turn me up. All right. Turn me up oh Turn me up. All night. You turn me up. Oh right. Turn me up. All right. Turn me up oh
Writer(s): Jackson Taylor Wetherbee, John Maurer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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