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Artistas intérpretes
Bronson Diamond
Bronson Diamond
Voces
Greta Stanley
Greta Stanley
Voces
Mark Myers
Mark Myers
Bajo
Thomas Strohfeldt
Thomas Strohfeldt
Guitarra
Matt Green
Matt Green
Batería
Saskia Hilton
Saskia Hilton
Voces de fondo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Bronson Diamond
Bronson Diamond
Autoría
Greta Stanley
Greta Stanley
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
Mark Myers
Mark Myers
Producción

Letra

I quit my smoking
No more filling my lungs
But you take my breath away
When you sing me your songs
I quit my gambling
No more red or black
Now I'm saving up my luck girl
To try to win you back
All the nicotine, whiskey
Blackjack and fat stacks
Dive bars and fast cars
Late nights and late starts
Prescription drugs and green buds
Nothing good as your love
Bar fights and flashing lights
No cash, broken glass
Torn shirts and red dirt
French fries and cheeseburgers
Soap suds and strip clubs
Nothing sweet as your love
I quit my crying
Been to hard on you
I'm proud of you baby
For seeing it all through
I know you quit your smoking
I believe that's true
Bet you still know how to roll em'
So go on roll me two
All the nicotine, whiskey
Blackjack and fat stacks
Dive bars and fast cars
Late nights and late starts
Prescription drugs and green buds
Nothing good as your love
Bar fights and flashing lights
No cash, broken glass
Torn shirts and red dirt
French fries and cheeseburgers
Soap suds and strip clubs
Nothing sweet as your love
I quit my drinking
Now I'm saving up my cash
Gonna buy you a ring girl
Something real damn flash
I know you quit your drinking
But I'm needing one tonight
Go on get the cups boy
And pour two on ice
Full moons and mushrooms
All my dreams have come true
Darling if I had to
I'd quit it all for you
But you'd never ask me
You'd love me just the same
Lets just accept it
We're never gonna change
Nicotine, whiskey
Blackjack and fat stacks
Dive bars and fast cars
Late nights and late starts
Prescription drugs and green buds
Nothing good as your love
Bar fights and flashing lights
No cash, broken glass
Torn shirts and red dirt
French fries and cheeseburgers
Soap suds and strip clubs
Nothing sweet as your love
Nothing sweet as your love
Nothing sweet as your love
Written by: Bronson Diamond, Greta Stanley
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