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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Ryan
Background Vocals
Adam Levine
Lead Vocals
A$AP Rocky
Vocals
PJ Morton
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Levine
Songwriter
Tinashe Sibanda
Songwriter
Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Songwriter
John Ryan
Songwriter
Rakim Mayers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Ryan
Producer
Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Adam Levine
Executive Producer
Ben Sedano
Assistant Engineer
Eric Eylands
Assistant Engineer
Noah Passovoy
Engineer
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Leaves are fallin', it's September
The night came in and made her shiver
I told her she could have my jacket
Wrapped it tight around her shoulders
And I was so young 'til she kissed me
Like a whiskey, like a whiskey
I never knew that love was blind
'Til I was hers, but she was never mine
Yeah, I was reckless
But I let it burn, I let it burn, yeah
The feelin', it was bittersweet
Realizin' I was in too deep
She was a lesson
I had to learn, I had to learn, yeah
I used to try to forget her
But now I smile when I remember
Ooh
Leaves are fallin' in September
The night came in and made her shiver
I told her she could have my jacket
Wrapped it tight around her shoulders
And I was so young 'til she kissed me
Like a whiskey, like a whiskey
Ooh, like a whiskey, ooh
Would've left this world behind
Just to wake up by your side
Every mornin', I would've sold my soul for a lil' more time, hmm
Would've waited a thousand nights
If she never said goodbye
I admit that I would've sold my soul for a little more time
I used to try to forget her
But now I smile when I remember
Ooh
Leaves are fallin', it's September
The night came in and made her shiver
I told her she could have my jacket
Wrapped it tight around her shoulders
And I was so young 'til she kissed me
Like a whiskey, like a whiskey
I ain't like the other Cognacs
Or the type of cat that'd never call back
Or lose contact when you runnin' out of rum, and you make a run
(Feel light and dizzy, might be tipsy)
All of that tequila's a killer, little vodka
Break her off somethin' proper
Pop a cork and play spin the bottle
(Every time you kiss me, like some whiskey)
Punch drunk love, it's a fine line
Dom Pérignon, she the fine wine
Someone call 911, I'm runnin' out of time
She done got off on my heart
Leaves are fallin', it's September (whoa)
The night came in and made her shiver
I told her she could have my jacket
Wrapped it tight around her shoulders
And I was so young (so young)
'Til she kissed me (yeah)
Like a whiskey (yeah)
And I was so young (so young)
'Til she kissed me
Like a whiskey, like a whiskey
Writer(s): Jacob Kasher Hindlin, Rakim Mayers, John Henry Ryan, Tinashe C. Sibanda, Adam Noah Levine
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