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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Myron
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joey Myron
Songwriter
James Sullivan
Songwriter
Robert Bressler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Sullivan
Producer
歌詞
Heads up, I’m heading down south
Leaving things that got broken down
Got some bad luck, with my car, need a truck Now I’m staying in an old townhouse
Next night, made some friends at a honky tonk Now I’m drinking with a girl on the waterfront She got, green eyes, got me hypnotized
And there’s no letting go
She be hunting for a sinner
Not just whiskey for dinner
No way I’m getting out this swamp, ‘cause she got God damn them gator jaws
I don’t know where this road goes
High heeled boots, she a small town girl
With her blood red lips, playing blonde hair tricks on me It’s midnight, she grabs my hand
Says she gotta place in the wet grasslands
Baby I know want this
Give me one, give me one bite, it’s harmless
She be hunting for a sinner
Not just whiskey for dinner
No way I’m getting out this swamp, ‘cause she got God damn them gator jaws
She be hunting for a sinner
Not just whiskey for dinner
No way I’m getting out this swamp, ‘cause she got God damn...
She be hunting for a sinner
Not just whiskey for dinner
No way I’m getting out this swamp, ‘cause she got God damn them gator jaws
She’s hunting for a sinner
Not just... whiskey for dinner
No way I’m getting out this swamp, ‘cause she got God damn them gator jaws
Written by: James Sullivan, Joey Myron, Robert Bressler

