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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Lainey Wilson
Lainey Wilson
Chant
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Guitare électrique
Fred Eltringham
Fred Eltringham
Batterie
Joel King
Joel King
Basse
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Guitare électrique
Billy Justineau
Billy Justineau
Claviers
JoAnna Janet
JoAnna Janet
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Lainey Wilson
Lainey Wilson
Paroles/Composition
Nicolette Hayford
Nicolette Hayford
Paroles/Composition
Faren Rachels
Faren Rachels
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Production
Jason Hall
Jason Hall
Ingénierie de mixage
Jimmy Mansfield
Jimmy Mansfield
Assistance d’ingénierie
Josh Groppel
Josh Groppel
Ingénierie
Jaxon Hargrove
Jaxon Hargrove
Assistance d’ingénierie
Court Blankenship
Court Blankenship
Assistance de production
Andrew Mendelson
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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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