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