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peach pit - tommys party (slowed + reverb)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Neil Smith
Neil Smith
Guitar
Christopher Vanderkooy
Christopher Vanderkooy
Guitar
Peter Wilton
Peter Wilton
Bass
Mikey Pascuzzi
Mikey Pascuzzi
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neil Smith
Neil Smith
Songwriter
Christopher Vanderkooy
Christopher Vanderkooy
Songwriter
Peter Wilton
Peter Wilton
Songwriter
Mikey Pascuzzi
Mikey Pascuzzi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harley Small
Harley Small
Producer
Brock McFarlane
Brock McFarlane
Mastering Engineer
Peach Pit
Peach Pit
Producer

Lyrics

Hey there, bud, how'd it go last night? I saw you at the band stand looking pretty slammed Did you see me feeding all my drinks to Cam? Probably not, I guess, you were quite the mess And that girl who tagged along there with you I never caught her name, but she seemed fucked up, too From where I sat, she looked to be having fun Keeping up with you, just like I used to Hey there, bud, how'd it go last night? I'm sorry to have ditched out, but I was pretty high Heard from Leslie that on his stumble home Nat was puking up all that beer she'd drunk Though we didn't talk much how'd your evening go You barely spoke a word to me besides that slurred "hello" But I happened to see without even tryin' How she laughed with you, just like I used to Hey there, bud, how'd it go last night? I woke up to a pair of shoes I've not seen next to mine Did you whisper as you crept in through the door How you'd never done much like this before? I was thinking back just the other day Remember when we used to sneak out late to go and blaze? Seemed like loneliness was all we'd ever do But now she's knowing you, just like I used to
Writer(s): Peter Wilton, Michael Pascuzzi, Neil Smith, Christopher Vanderkooy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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