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