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INTERPRÉTATION
Darius Rucker
Darius Rucker
Voix principales
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Programmation
Aaron Sterling
Aaron Sterling
Batterie
Danny Rader
Danny Rader
Guitare acoustique
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Guitare électrique
Kris Donegan
Kris Donegan
Guitare électrique
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel guitar
Stuart Duncan
Stuart Duncan
Violon folklorique
David Huff
David Huff
Programmation
Josh Reedy
Josh Reedy
Chœurs
David Dorn
David Dorn
Piano
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Programmation
Mark Hill
Mark Hill
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ben Hayslip
Ben Hayslip
Paroles/Composition
Jacob Rice
Jacob Rice
Paroles/Composition
Dan Isbell
Dan Isbell
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Production
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Ingénierie de mixage
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
David Huff
David Huff
Ingénierie de montage
Josh Reedy
Josh Reedy
Ingénierie d’enregistrement des voix
Joel McKenney
Joel McKenney
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Chris Small
Chris Small
Ingénierie de montage

Paroles

We don't get too many nights all alone peace and quiet Call it busy, call it a life And I don't tell you near enough just how much I'm missing us And making that temperature rise But girl, I'm gonna show you tonight So, let's drink what's left of this bottle of wine Move a little closer 'til the sparks start flyin' Turn the lights down low and pull the Conway off of the shelf Then we'll dance through the kitchen and straight down the hall Let my old blue jeans and your sundress fall Girl, we're holding the lighter and fires don't start themselves Girl, I wanna take my time Love you slow, love you right Shadows dancing on the wall Your lips, your hips, your fingertips Every inch of you just fits like the shirt that I got on Gonna love you, baby, all night long So, let's drink what's left of this bottle of wine Move a little closer 'til the sparks start flyin' Turn the lights down low and pull the Conway off of the shelf Then we'll dance through the kitchen and straight down the hall Let my old blue jeans and your sundress fall Girl, we're holding the lighter and fires don't start themselves Naw, fires don't start themselves Naw, there ain't no putting it out Might just burn this whole place down Starting right now So, let's drink what's left of this bottle of wine Move a little closer 'til the sparks start flyin' Turn the lights down low and pull the Conway off of the shelf, oh yeah Then we'll dance through the kitchen and straight down the hall Let my old blue jeans and your sundress fall Girl, we're holding the lighter and fires don't start themselves Naw, naw, fires don't start themselves, oh, oh, oh
Writer(s): Ben Hayslip, Dan Isbell, Jacob Paul Rice Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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