Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Cledus T. Judd
Interpretação
Trenna Barnes
Vocal de apoio
Joanna Cotten
Vocal de apoio
Wes Hightower
Vocal de apoio
Buffy Lawson
Vocal de apoio
H.L. Voelker
Vocal de apoio
Glen Duncan
Fiddle
Stephan Davenport
Violão
Gary Brunette
Violão
Michael C. Spriggs
Violão
Jerry Troy Corenflos
Guitarra elétrica
Troy Lancaster
Guitarra elétrica
Howard Hall
Guitarra elétrica
Russ Pahl
Guitarra elétrica
Mike Brignardello
Baixo
Alison Prestwood
Baixo
Harrell Cook
Baixo
Larry Paxton
Baixo
Christopher Clark
Vocal de apoio
Paul Scholton
Bateria
John Singer
Bateria
Jeff Hazard
Teclados
Gary Smith
Piano
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Paul Overstreet
Composição
Jim Collins
Composição
Cledus T. Judd
Adaptação
Christopher Clark
Adaptação
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Cledus T. Judd
Produção
Christopher Clark
Produção
Mike Purcell
Engenharia (edição)
Rob Matson
Engenharia (adicional)
Chuck Pfaff
Engenharia (adicional)
Tom Endres
Engenharia (adicional)
Tyler Smith
Engenharia (assistente)
J.C. Monterrosa
Engenharia (assistente)
Steve Marcantonio
Engenharia (mixagem)
Donnie Bott
Engenharia (masterização)
T.W. Cargile
Engenharia (gravação)
Letra
Hi-ho silver away
After my show thought I'd have a little fun
Hopped on a horse Lord he sure could run
Well I got a butt kickin' when the police finally caught me
(Give me back my horse)
Not a moment too soon Tim McGraw jumped in
Did his best Jackie Chan got a cop on the chin
Now I don't understand why they's arresting me
My cellmate thinks I'm sexy
I really turn him on
He's always staring at me
Oh when them guards are gone
I'm running out of cigarettes
He's asking me to dance
He say's I'm looking good
In these orange pants
I really wish Tim McGraw was here to protect me
My cellmate thinks I'm sexy
I'd give anything to be back on my bus
I'm hiding in my bunk but he's climbing on up
Swears all he wants me to do is sing him one of my songs
Says he's got a dream I'm afraid of what it is
You're never gonna see me on a horse after this
I only get one call I hope that Faith is home
(Answer the phone)
My cellmate thinks I'm sexy
He just won't leave me alone
He's blowing kisses at me
And I'm a duckin' 'em all
I hate to break it to him
I'm in no mood for romance
What part of no! Don't this fool understand
I'm in big trouble if someone don't come and get me
My cellmate thinks I'm sexy
Well one day behind bars is long enough
Cause when I drop that soap oh his eyes light up
My cellmate thinks I uh!
My cellmate thinks I'm sexy
I really turn him on
My name is Kenny Chesney
This ain't nowhere I belong
Me and Tim's in trouble
Buddy one thing is for sure
George Strait's gonna kick us off his George Strait Tour
I'd call Tracy Lawrence but he's in the next cell beside me
My cellmate thinks I'm sexy
My Cellmate Thinks I'm sexy
Uh!
I had him from hello
What's up?
Written by: Jim Collins, Paul Overstreet

