Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pat Cooper
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James McNair
Songwriter
Michael Whitworth
Songwriter
Jacob Durrett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Palmieri
Producer
James McNair
Producer
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Letra
Sunrise
Open my eyes
All I see are budlights
Sky high on the coffee table
My friends
They’re layed out
Now I’m peelin’ off this leather couch
Man I Thought we were goin’ out
But we got
Hung up on hanging around
We got
Hung up on hangin’ around
We all
Played on the same team
For the same school with the same dreams of
Somehow gettin’ up outta this place
But we’re still here Friday Nights
At our bar they treat us right
There’s always somebody buying a round
So we’re
Hung up on hangin’ around
Every corner block quick stop two lane
Blacktop just feels like home
Everybody knows everybody so
Nobody
Has any reason to go
All the ups all the downs
It Might be small but it’s paradise found
We got nothin’ but love for this town
Yea we’re
Hung up on hangin’ around
You find a girl
You Fall in love
Ya put 10 down
Then ya build it up
White picket fence
And a dog in the yard
Two little feet change your life
Ya add one more to the welcome sign
On the county line this is living right
Yeah we’re
Hung up on hangin’ around
Every corner block quick stop two lane
Blacktop just feels like home
Everybody knows everybody so
Nobody
Has any reason to go
All the ups all the downs
It Might be small but it’s paradise found
We got nothin’ but love for this town
Yeah we’re
Hung up on hangin’ around
Hung up on hangin’ around
Hung up on hangin’ around
Hung up on hangin’ around
Every corner block quick stop two lane
Blacktop just feels like home
Everybody knows everybody so
Nobody
Has any reason to go
All the ups all the downs
It Might be small but it’s paradise found
We got nothin’ but love for this town
Yeah we’re
Hung up on hangin’ around
Hung up on hangin’ around
We’ll always be hangin’ around
Hung up on hangin’ around
Written by: Jacob Durrett, James McNair, Michael Whitworth
