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Dylan Scott
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Forest Glen Whitehead
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Dylan Scott
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Andrew Mendelson
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Craig White
Ingénierie de prise de son
David Bates
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Jim Ed Norman
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Matt Alderman
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Matt McClure
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Paroles
You got them friends
That you'll have to the very end
They tell it like it is
Even if you don't like it
No matter what kind of bind you're in
Call them up and they'll all come running
Ain't no doubt
You can count on them
They're your Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls, drinking about life
Drinking 'cause it tastes so right
They can get you in
Or get you out of trouble
But you ain't got nothing
If you ain't got a couple of them
Beer buddies
I laugh about it now
But I was scared as hell that night
When they double dog dared me
I wouldn't outrun them blue lights
And I remember when granddad died
I had my boys right by my side
Saying, "It's alright, he had a hell of a life"
Gonna raise one for him tonight
With my Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls, drinking about life
Drinking 'cause it tastes so right
They can get you in
Or get you out of trouble
But you ain't got nothing
If you ain't got a couple of them
Beer buddies
Yeah, a couple of them
Beer buddies
If you ain't got none
Go get you some right now
'Cause God only knows what I'd do without
My Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls, drinking about life
Drinking 'cause it tastes so right
They can get you in
Or get you out of trouble
But you ain't got nothing
If you ain't got a couple of them
Beer buddies
Yeah, a couple of them
Beer buddies
Beer buddies
Writer(s): Dylan Scott, Forest Glen Whitehead
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