Florida Georgia Line의 상위 곡
유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Joey Moi
프로그래밍
Scott Cooke
베이스 기타
Ilya Toshinskiy
어쿠스틱 기타
Wes Hightower
백그라운드 보컬
Brian Kelley
보컬
Charlie Judge
건반
Jason Schmidt
타악기
Tyler Hubbard
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Rodney Clawson
송라이터
Chris Tompkins
송라이터
Craig Wiseman
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Joey Moi
프로듀서
가사
Well daisy duke peek-a-boo
I might have learned a thing or two
On a Friday night joy ride
Out there on the county line
Drag race until the blue lights chase us
And we scatter like sparks from a black cat fuse
Train bridge where we spray-paint Skynyrd
And the gold flakes glimmer in the cinnamon booze
We were living every minute of the night
Like there might never be another
We were running all the caution lights
We were learning to fly with a little tailgunner
If there was something to burn, we were burning it
Anything with a curb we were turning it
Just wildfires out there under
The hell raising heat of the summer
Alabama on the Alpine
Bust a cap on a deer sign
A little backseat butterfly
Homegrown angel that'll get you high
That'll get you high
We were living every minute of the night
Like there might never be another
We were running all the caution lights
We were learning to fly with a little tailgunner
If there was something to burn, we were burning it
Anything with a curb, we were turning it
Just wildfires out there under
The hell raising heat of the summer
Yeah, I see clearer in the rear view mirror
Than I ever did looking out over the hood
Yeah man we had some damn good times
And I sure hope everybody's doing good
We were living every minute of the night
Like there might never be another
We were running all the caution lights
We were learning to fly with a little tailgunner
If there was something to burn, we were burning it
Anything with a curb, we were turning it
Just wildfires out there under
The hell raising heat of the summer
The hell raising heat of the summer
The hell raising heat of the summer
Writer(s): Rodney Clawson, Chris Tompkins, Craig Wiseman
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