Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Willie Jones
Chant
Justin Ebach
Programmation
Rob McNelley
Guitare électrique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Willie Jones
Composition
Justin Ebach
Composition
Nick Autry
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Justin Ebach
Production
Jim Cooley
Ingénierie de mixage
Zach Kuhlman
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
Yeah, yeah
Them girls do it Tito's and crans flashing in their hand
Swinging their hips to a cover band on the front row
Ain't a word that they don't know
Them girls doin' pair of KC's and Fender jeans
Lookin' like they walked up out a magazine off a runway
Super fly like a runway
Half they midriffs showin' and the pretty hair flowin' on down
Them girls do everything wrong at the right time
Raised right, but they sure got a wild side
A little Sunday morning and a little Friday night
Got the devil on her shoulder and an angel in her eyes
I'm just a sucker for the pretty smile
With them white toes tippin' and her finger on the dial
Nothing really gets me, nothing really makes my heart break into two
Like them girls do, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Them girls turn closing time into a sunrise
And the next day, you can't get 'em off your mind
You wanna hit her up
Make you think about falling in love, yeah
Them girls do everything wrong at the right time
Raised right, but they sure got a wild side
A little Sunday morning and a little Friday night
Got the devil on her shoulder and an angel in her eyes
I'm just a sucker for the pretty smile
With them white toes tippin' and her finger on the dial
Nothing really gets me, nothing really makes my heart break into two
Like them girls do, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Like them girls do, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ain't my fault, wish I could love 'em all
Can't lie, I think I do
Them girls do everything wrong at the right time
Raised right, but they sure got a wild side
A little Sunday morning and a little Friday night
Got the devil on her shoulder and an angel in her eyes
I'm just a sucker for the pretty smile
With them white toes tippin' and her finger on the dial
Nothing really gets me, nothing really makes my heart break into two
Like them girls do, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Like them girls do, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Writer(s): Justin Allen Ebach, Nick Autry, Willie Jones
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