Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Brantley Gilbert
Brantley Gilbert
Chant
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Claviers
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Guitare électrique
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussion
J Bonilla
J Bonilla
Programmation
Jonathan Waggoner
Jonathan Waggoner
Basse
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel guitar
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Brantley Gilbert
Brantley Gilbert
Paroles/Composition
Brian Davis
Brian Davis
Paroles/Composition
David Tolliver
David Tolliver
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Production
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Brantley Gilbert
Brantley Gilbert
Production complémentaire
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Ingénierie de mixage
Scott Borchetta
Scott Borchetta
Production déléguée
Steve Marcantonio
Steve Marcantonio
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

You got your hair down, I got this top back Kissin' on my neck, girl, you gotta stop that Do you want that fast lane? Or do you want that back seat? Girl, you gotta pick one You can't expect me To keep my hands to myself She ain't into wine and dinin' She's shootin' whiskey, singin' Sweet Child of Mine, man Riding '95, sittin' shotgun pretty Turnin' this town into paradise city Runnin' wild, eyes open Just as fast as this thing goes, boy Give me some more She's my little rock star, man, she knows it My baby's Guns 'n' Roses She's got a wild side, bet trouble's in her blood Thinks I'm an outlaw, that's double trouble, son She likes to rock hard, she likes to kiss soft Hot as a barrel on a 12-gauge sawed off Ain't hard to please, long as you got speed She ain't into wine and dinin' She's shootin' whiskey, singin' Sweet Child of Mine, man Riding '95, sittin' shotgun pretty Turnin' this town into paradise city Runnin' wild, eyes open Just as fast as this thing goes, boy Give me some more She's my little rock star, man, she knows it My baby's Guns 'n' Roses, yeah My baby's Guns 'n' Roses, yeah Yeah, she's dancin' with the devil In the cold November rain But when she's Knocking On Heaven's Door, son You can bet God'll call her name She ain't into wine and dinin' She's shootin' whiskey, singin' Sweet Child of Mine, man Riding '95, sittin' shotgun pretty Turnin' this town into paradise city Runnin' wild, eyes open Just as fast as this thing goes, boy Give me some more She's my little rock star, man, she knows it My baby's Guns 'n' Roses My baby's Guns 'n' Roses My baby's Guns 'n' Roses My baby's Guns 'n' Roses Uh-hum
Writer(s): Brian Davis, David Tolliver, Brantley Keith Gilbert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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