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Ross Golan - Line Up (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ross Golan
Ross Golan
Vocals
Mike Elizondo
Mike Elizondo
Bass
Nate Mercereau
Nate Mercereau
Guitar
Ricky Reed
Ricky Reed
Programming
Trevor Lawrence
Trevor Lawrence
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ross Golan
Ross Golan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nate Mercereau
Nate Mercereau
Co-Producer
Ricky Reed
Ricky Reed
Producer
Neal Avron
Neal Avron
Mixing Engineer
Bill Malina
Bill Malina
Engineer
Ethan Shumaker
Ethan Shumaker
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Oh-woah-ooh! Oh-woah-ooh! Line Up, Line Up, Line Up Catch you in the Line Up They took me back to the crease and The Washoe county sheriff asked if he could meet me That's when he said "Let's adress the elephant in the room You got information that is relevant; tell the truth Don't act like a saint, like you're celibate For heaven's sake we found your DNA The evidence is overwhelming kid Now either you went on a rampage or some other fella did We don't believe it was baby momma's former relative We know you killed a man just for the hell of it And then you stabbed your girl 'cause you don't want a baby yet Just tell us what you did and the judge will let you live, or you're dead 'Cause we'll make a witness point you out instead" "And we'll catch you in the Line Up Line Up, Line Up Catch you in the Line Up, oh-woah-ooh! Line Up, Line Up, Line Up Catch you in the Line Up" Wait, wait, sheriff please, let me explain From the minute that I met her, when she walked in the rain She had the warmest stink eye drewed all over her face But we got really wasted and went back to her place She played Take Off Your Clothes and we got naked She took the test then she's having my baby She must have told her ex 'cause he went fuckin' crazy And framed me, please man you gotta believe me! I'm just an average guy, I don't got much I make enough to survive but I've been down on my luck Even though my alibi put me north of the gun I didn't kill no-one, so don't lock me up He said "Son, you had the motive We know you phoned in, not one, one We ain't going home until the case is closed And the D.A announces that it's done" "And we catch you in the Line Up Line Up, Line Up Catch you in the Line Up, oh-woah-ooh! Line Up, Line Up, Line Up Catch you in the Line Up, woah-ooh!" Locked in the interrogation room, room, room What can I do? What can I do? A single halogen light flickerin' like woo, woo, woo What can I do? What can I do? The one way mirror paints a picture of me doomed, doomed, doomed What can I do? What can I do? The court appointed lawyer walked in, his arm around the chief, said "Don't expect to go home soon" "They're gonna catch you in the Line Up Line Up, Line Up Catch you in the Line Up, oh-woah-ooh! Line Up, Line Up, Line Up Catch you in the Line Up, woah-ooh!" "If you were smarter you'd time the line Confessing the details of both of the crimes They're ready to call her Reduce your time We'll trade out to gift you for life" "Or they'll gonna catch you in the Line Up Line Up, Line Up, Line Up, oh-woah-ooh! Line Up, Line Up, Line Up Catch you in the Line Up, woah-ooh!"
Writer(s): Ross Jacob Golan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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