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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Brett Young
Chant
Jimmy Robbins
Programmation
Jonny Fung
Pedal steel guitar
Miles McPherson
Batterie
Allie Lawn
Violoncelle
Emily Weisband
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Brett Young
Paroles/Composition
Emily Weisband
Paroles/Composition
Jesse Frasure
Paroles/Composition
Tony Lucca
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jimmy Robbins
Production
Noah Needleman
Ingénierie d’enregistrement des voix
Justin Niebank
Ingénierie de mixage
Joe LaPorta
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Ben Fowler
Ingénierie de mixage immersif
Paroles
[Verse 1]
One missed call and I'm starin' down at my phone
I know why you're callin', you don't wanna be alone
[PreChorus]
I probably shouldn't mess with checkin' your message
It's the same every time
Sippin' on somethin' that I poured downtown
And askin' if I wanna stop by
[Chorus]
Girl, I know the way this goes down
You slide on closer after every round
Won't be long before the truth comes out
We get to buzzin', our lips get to touchin'
With the whiskey and the way you tease
You'll wind up wakin' up next to me
And if that ain't somethin' you wanna do
I just can't drink with you
[PostChorus]
(Drink with you, drink with you, drink with you)
[Verse 2]
I'm just thinkin' it might be safer hangin' in the daylight
'Cause we forget the rules when we're under that moonshine, mm
[PreChorus]
I don't mind talkin', but I know we're gonna fall
If we open that bottle of wine
'Cause we don't feel over when we're not sober
Then we get to blurrin' lines, yeah
[Chorus]
Girl, I know the way this goes down
You slide on closer after every round
Won't be long before the truth comes out
We get to buzzin', our lips get to touchin'
With the whiskey and the way you tease
You'll wind up wakin' up next to me
And if that ain't somethin' you wanna do
I just can't drink with you
[Bridge]
When you're dressed like that, with your hair pulled back
Girl, you know exactly what you're doin'
Order up, last call, blame the alcohol
For the way you're movin'
I know the way that this goes down, mm
Won't be long before the truth comes out, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Girl, I know the way this goes down
You slide on closer after every round
Won't be long before the truth comes out
We get to buzzin', our lips get to touchin'
With the whiskey and the way you tease
You'll wind up wakin' up next to me
And if that ain't somethin' you wanna do
I just can't drink with you
[Outro]
(Drink with you, drink with you, drink with you)
Oh, I just can't drink with you, ooh, ooh
(Drink with you, drink with you, drink with you)
Written by: Brett Young, Emily Weisband, Jesse Frasure, Tony Lucca