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