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Titres les plus populaires de Lainey Wilson
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Lainey Wilson
Chant
Jay Joyce
Guitare électrique
Fred Eltringham
Batterie
Joel King
Basse
Rob McNelley
Guitare électrique
Billy Justineau
Claviers
JoAnna Janet
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Lainey Wilson
Paroles/Composition
Nicolette Hayford
Paroles/Composition
Faren Rachels
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jay Joyce
Production
Jason Hall
Ingénierie de mixage
Jimmy Mansfield
Assistance d’ingénierie
Josh Groppel
Ingénierie
Jaxon Hargrove
Assistance d’ingénierie
Court Blankenship
Assistance de production
Andrew Mendelson
Ingénierie
Paroles
Pull out them "get me some" jeans out the closet
Put on that, I still got little lipstick shade
Take a "get me there" shot in the kitchen
Tell my friends that I'm fixing to head that way
Everybody wants somebody on the weekend
A go sit at a bar, have a drink with
A neon bad decision they could leave with
And I'd be lying if I said that I didn't
Yeah, I didn't
Wish that Friday
Wasn't just another way to say lonely
And Sunday morning didn't dawn on me
That I'm hungover from the weak-end
Yeah, the weak end of a heartache
A permanent case of the Mondays
Maybe I'll get over you one day, someday
Well, that third round of double whiskey's burning
He's flirting, and it's working, and I'm drunk
And I don't smoke but he's gotta lighter
And if a Marlboro light will start a fire, I'll let him light it up
Everybody wants somebody on the weekend
A go sit at a bar, have a drink with
A neon bad decision they could leave with
And I'd be lying if I said that I didn't
Yeah, I didn't
Wish that Friday
Wasn't just another way to say lonely
And Sunday morning didn't dawn on me
That I'm hungover from the weak-end
Yeah, the weak-end of a heartache
A permanent case of the Mondays
Maybe I'll get over you one day, someday, yeah
Everybody wants somebody on the weekend
A go sit at a bar just like we did
A neon dive off the deep in
And I'd be lying if I said that I didn't
Yeah, I didn't
Wish Friday
Wasn't just another way to say lonely
And Sunday morning didn't dawn on me
That I'm hungover from the weak-end of a heartache
A permanent case of the Mondays
Maybe I'll get over you one day, someday
Someday
Writer(s): Faren Rachels, Lainey Wilson, Nicolette Hayford
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