クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jake Owen
Vocals
Joey Moi
Synthesizer
Adam Shoenfeld
Electric Guitar
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
Charlie Judge
Synthesizer
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaren Johnston
Songwriter
Zac Maloy
Songwriter
Jeremy Stover
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Moi
Co-Producer
Rodney Clawson
Co-Producer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
I've always had a thing for girls that dance
When they get a little tipsy
Corona cold in your hand, your brushed-back hair
I took another sip of whiskey
And I didn't let the ice cubes melt in the bottom of my plastic cup
And I said, "Hey, pretty girl you wanna get out of here?"
And you looked up
Lookin' in your big blue eyes layin' there that night
[Verse 2]
I said this sure feels dangerous to me
It feels like a struck match kissin' gasoline
It feels a little better than it ever has
It sure feels good, baby, let's be bad
I feel your heart, I feel you there, I feel a little brave
I feel a little scared tonight and it sure feels right
[Verse 3]
Well, the sunrise hit the window and there you were
In my Alabama T-shirt
Wildflower angel, sleep like a dream
You got me thinkin' 'bout those three words
And I didn't sneak off like I done so many times before
And you opened up your eyes and gave me a kiss
I said give me one more
And in those twisted covers we were more than lovers
[Verse 4]
And you said this sure feels dangerous to me
It feels like a struck match kissin' gasoline
It feels a little better than it ever has
It sure feels good, baby, let's be bad
I feel your heart, I feel you there, I feel a little brave
I feel a little scared tonight, and it sure feels right
It sure feels right
[Verse 5]
It sure feels dangerous to me
It feels like a struck match kissin' gasoline
It feels a little better than it ever has
It sure feels good, baby, let's be bad
I feel your heart, I feel you there, I feel a little brave
I feel a little scared tonight, and it sure feels right
[Verse 6]
And it sure feels right
And it sure feels right
And it sure feels right
[Verse 7]
Hey, babe, why don't we go out tonight
And relive that time
Corona cold in your hand, your brushed-back hair
I'll sip on my whiskey
You know I always had a thing for girls that dance
When they get a little tipsy
Written by: Jaren Johnston, Jeremy Stover, Zac Maloy

