Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Keith Urban
Keith Urban
Вокал
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Электрогитара
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Синтезатор
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Бас
Matt Chamberlain
Matt Chamberlain
Программирование
Nathan Barlowe
Nathan Barlowe
Клавишные инструменты
Terence F. Clark
Terence F. Clark
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Nathan Barlowe
Nathan Barlowe
Автор песен
Steven Lee Olsen
Steven Lee Olsen
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Keith Urban
Keith Urban
Сопродюсер
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Сопродюсер
Sean Moffitt
Sean Moffitt
Миксинг-инженер
Joel McKenney
Joel McKenney
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Joe Causey
Joe Causey
Мастеринг-инженер
Rose Hutcheson
Rose Hutcheson
Сотрудник студии
Scott Johnson
Scott Johnson
Сотрудник студии

Слова

[Verse 1]
I can feel the heatwave comin' on, and that's strange
I haven't seen the sun for days, the sun for days
I can't hit the town, call my friends
One drink would start a flood again
And I know where that goes
Down, down like dominoes
[Chorus]
Can't drink no Jack and Coke 'cause once it hits my lips
I wanna play that song, spark up a cigarette
When the smoke in the air rolls like a wave, it reminds me of that ocean view
And I swear that I won't, but when it gets cold
I think of Daytona, and I think about you, you, you, you
And I think about you, you, you, you, mmm
[Verse 2]
Middle of the boardwalk, laid down, didn't talk
I can still taste the salt, taste the salt
Tryin' to find new highs, but I can't fight that neon Florida sky
And everything I do leads me back to you (Everything I do, oh)
[Chorus]
Can't drink no Jack and Coke 'cause once it hits my lips
I wanna play that song, spark up a cigarette
When the smoke in the air rolls like a wave, it reminds me of that ocean view
And I swear that I won't, but when it gets cold
I think of Daytona, and I think about you, you, you, you
Yeah, I think about you, you, you, you
[Chorus]
I can't drink no Jack and Coke 'cause once it hits my lips
I wanna play that song, spark up a cigarette
When the smoke in the air rolls like a wave, it reminds me of that ocean view
And I swear that I won't, but when it gets cold
I think of Daytona, and I think about you, you, you, you
And I think about you, you, you, you
[Outro]
Oh, I think about you, you, you, you
I think about you, you, you, you
Written by: Nathan Barlowe, Steven Lee Olsen
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