Concerti in programma per Wheeler Walker Jr.
I successi di Wheeler Walker Jr.
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wheeler Walker Jr.
Lead Vocals
Brian Allen
Bass Guitar
Kacey Walker
Lead Vocals
Leroy Powell
Harmonica
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wheeler Walker Jr.
Songwriter
John Thomas Harding
Songwriter
Shane McAnally
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Producer
Darrell Thorp
Mixing Engineer
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Testi
Being on the road it sure gets lonely
Well sitting in this house gets lonely too
Been working all night on this apology
Will hold your horses, cause I've got one for you
As long as you coming clean I guess I'll come clean to
While you were fucking around on me, I been fucking around on you
I had a stripper in Detroit
I had a delivery boy
I had a hotel maid
I had your old friend Roy
I can't believe you and Roy got it on
He was doing me right while you were doing me wrong
I think I need a stiff drink if that's all right
Sorry the lawn guy drank it all last night
Maybe I'll just hide under the covers
You should wash them first, they still smell like your brother
As long as you coming clean, well I guess I'll come clean to
While you fucking around on me, I been fucking around on you
I guess I never knew, how it break my heart in two
While you were fucking around on me, I been fucking around on you
I had twin sisters
I had the bank manager
I had my bass player's wife
Well I never liked her
I got to admit this is hurting me some
I probably I shouldn't tell you that I had a threesome
God damn
It was fun
As long as you coming clean, I guess I'll come clean to
While you were fucking around on me, I been fucking around on you
They say truth will set you free sometimes truth ain't meant to be
I've been fucking around on you
You've been fucking around on me
That hurts
You poor little baby
Fucking, fucking, fucking around on you, fucking, fucking, fucking around on me
Fucking, fucking, fucking around on you, fucking, fucking, fucking around on me
Fucking, fucking, fucking around on you, fucking, fucking, fucking around on me
Fucking, fucking, fucking around on you, fucking, fucking, fucking around on me
Man, this one hurts
It does, Its tiring
This mean we are making up baby
I guess
You sucker
Writer(s): Shane Mcanally, John Harding, Wheeler Walker Jr.
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