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INTERPRÉTATION
Chris Young
Chris Young
Chant
John Hobbs
John Hobbs
Claviers
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
Guitare électrique
Aubrey Haynie
Aubrey Haynie
Violon folklorique
Biff Watson
Biff Watson
Guitare acoustique
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel guitar
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Basse
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Chœurs
Kenny Greenberg
Kenny Greenberg
Guitare électrique
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Chris Young
Chris Young
Paroles/Composition
Cory Batten
Cory Batten
Paroles/Composition
Kent Blazy
Kent Blazy
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
James Stroud
James Stroud
Production
Julian King
Julian King
Ingénierie de prise de son
David Bryant
David Bryant
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Rich Hanson
Rich Hanson
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Jake Burns
Jake Burns
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
David Biondolillo
David Biondolillo
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Tuxedo waiters, black tie White table clothes and red wine We've been plannin', this night Lookin' forward to it, for some time Now honey I know you love gettin' dressed up And you know I love showin' you off But watchin' your baby blue eyes Dancin' in the candle light glow All I can think about, is gettin' you home Walkin' through the front door Seein' your black dress hit the floor Uh honey there sure ain't nothin' Like you lovin' me all night long And all I can think about is gettin' you home I don't need this menu, no I don't I already know just what I want Did I hear you right, did you tell me Go pay the waiter and lets leave Now honey I know by that look in your eyes And your hand drawin' hearts on mine That our night out of the house Ain't gonna last too long When all you can think about, is gettin' me home Walkin' through the front door Seein' - your black dress hit the floor Uh honey there sure ain't nothin' Like you lovin' me all night long And all I can think about is gettin' you home Walkin' through the front door Seein' your black dress hit the floor Uh honey there sure ain't nothin' Like you lovin' me all night long And all I can think about, all I can think about All I can think about Is gettin' you home
Writer(s): Christopher Young, Cory Batten, Kent Evan Blazy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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