Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shawn Moore
Drums
JR Riggan
Electric Bass Guitar
Junior Riggan
Bass
Stuart Weinberg
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Doug Briant Folkins
Songwriter
Anthony Liam Fiddler
Songwriter
David Andrew Borys
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shawn Moore
Producer
Lyrics
I can still smell the dust from that old shag carpet in your parents basement den
I'd steal a bit of liquor from my old man for you and a couple friends
We wore out that ole Zeppelin vinyl just chillin' in the lava lamp glow
Polished off a fifth of Southern and we'd get down on the floor
Playing spin that bottle
And watch that label go round and round
Hearts full throttle
Little bit of lip lock 'bout to go down
Seven minutes in heaven, learning french lessons
Ain't nobody kissin' and tellin
It was our teenage Friday night gospel
Playin' spin that bottle
Seems these days some memories fade, but those good ones never did
Fumblin' around in that 'ole black light, that was life for restless kids
Something about that walk-in closet I'm glad I never missed
I swear fell in love with every girl that I ever kissed
Playing spin that bottle
And watch that label go round and round
Hearts full throttle
Little bit of lip lock 'bout to go down
Seven minutes in heaven, learning french lessons
Ain't nobody kissin' and tellin
It was our teenage Friday night gospel
Playin' spin that bottle
It was our teenage Friday night gospel
Playing spin that bottle
And watch that label go round and round
Hearts full throttle
Little bit of lip lock 'bout to go down
Seven minutes in heaven, learning french lessons
Ain't nobody kissin' and tellin
It was our teenage Friday night gospel
Playin' spin that bottle
Written by: Anthony Liam Fiddler, David Andrew Borys, Doug Briant Folkins