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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matt Stell
Vocals
Todd Lombardo
Acoustic Guitar
David Dorn
Keyboards
Sol Littlefield
Electric Guitar
Tony Lucido
Bass Guitar
Evan Hutchings
Drums
Adam Shoenfeld
Electric Guitar
Justin Schipper
Steel Guitar
Eric Torres
Background Vocals
Ilya Toshinskiy
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Stell
Songwriter
Jessie Jo Dillon
Songwriter
Chase McGill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Stell
Producer
Ash Bowers
Producer
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Eric Torres
Recording Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Songteksten
Oughta take some windshield paint
And write "make me an offer"
'Cause right now if things don't change
I'd take rock-bottom dollar
On this low-miles, one-owner
Half-ton, two-toner
When they ask me why I'm sellin'
Baby, I'll just tell 'em
I can't get the rearview off you, wanna rip the thing off
Can't get your perfume out the bench seat cloth
If a short bed Chevy could talk, it'd say
"Boy, you messed up and it's all your fault"
All my playlists, I can't play 'em
From the A to the F to the XM dial
Every memory, evеry mile, it reminds me of us
And I wish I could just
Shut thе truck up, shut the truck up, shut the truck up
Shut thе truck up, shut the truck up, shut the truck up
It's like it's tryin' to steer me to go and see what you're doin'
And that sure ain't helpin' me gettin' my movin' on movin'
I hear four hundred horses screamin' when you drove away
Why didn't I even turn the key our turn you around?
Guess I'm the one that's breakin' down
I can't get the rearview off you, wanna rip the thing off
Can't get your perfume out the bench seat cloth
If a short bed Chevy could talk, it'd say
"Boy, you messed up and it's all your fault"
All my playlists, I can't play 'em
From the A to the F to the XM dial
Every memory, every mile, it reminds me of us
And I wish I could just
Shut the truck up, shut the truck up, shut the truck up
Shut the truck up, shut the truck up, shut the truck up
I can't open the door without hearin' yours slammin'
It's still stuck in my head and I can't stand it
I can't get the rearview off you, wanna rip the thing off
Can't get your perfume out of the bench seat cloth
If a short bed Chevy could talk, it'd say
"Boy, you messed up and it's all your fault"
All my playlists, I can't play 'em
From the A to the F to the XM dial
Every memory, every mile, it reminds me of us
And I wish I could just
Shut the truck up, shut the truck up, shut the truck up
Shut the truck up, shut the truck up, shut the truck up
Yeah, yeah
Shut the truck up, shut the truck up, shut the truck up
Writer(s): Jessie Jo Dillon, Richard Chase Mcgill, Matt Stell
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