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Eric Church
Eric Church
Ведущий вокал
Craig Wright
Craig Wright
Барабаны
Lee Hendricks
Lee Hendricks
Бас-гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Marv Green
Marv Green
Автор песен
Eric Church
Eric Church
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Продюсер
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Мастеринг-инженер
Arturo Buenahora, Jr.
Arturo Buenahora, Jr.
Исполнительный продюсер
Jason Hall
Jason Hall
Инженер звукозаписи
Matt Wheeler
Matt Wheeler
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Like a honeybee beatin' on my screen door I got a little buzz in my head and it's sore And from the my bed I can feel the sun Lord, 'round here the mornin' come Justa creepin' Creepin' Creepin' Creepin' You shot outta hell like a bullet from a gun A flip of a switch a thief on the run And since the day you left me, baby I can feel the lonely I can hear the crazy Justa creepin' Creepin' Justa creepin' Creepin' Head for the future Run from the past Hide from the mirror Fill that glass For dreams forget The whiskey remembers Kinda like molasses in late December Justa creepin' Creepin' Oh, creepin' Your cocaine kiss and caffeine love Got under my skin and into my blood That 'need you back' comes over me Like ivy crawlin' up a hickory tree Justa creepin' Creepin' Justa creep Creep, creepin' Head to the future Run from the past Hide from the mirror Fill that glass For dreams forget, the whiskey remembers Kinda like molasses in late December Justa creepin' Creepin' Ah, come on Break it down, down, down, down Down, down, down, down Down, down, down, down Down, down, down, down Just last night I saw the light At the end of that tunnel on the other side Thought I found my way outta this pain Only to find the Ol' Memory Train Creepin' Creepin' Creepin' Creepin' Creepin' Creepin' Creepin' Creepin' Creepin' Creepin' Creepin'
Writer(s): Marv Green, Eric Church Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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