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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scott Stevens
Scott Stevens
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Stevens
Scott Stevens
Songwriter
Tim Pasley
Tim Pasley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Every Hat
Every Hat
Producer

Lyrics

I could be standing
In the middle of some cornrows
Out where the green grass grows
Or sitting in a pew on Sunday morning
There could be a tornado warning
In the back of an aisle in a Love’s
I’d still want to get lost
In the wave of your curves
I’d want to chase and trace them, taste them
To the end of the world
Just like right now
In the middle of this crowd
I’d set my drink down
Anywhere no it don’t matter
On the top of a smoky mountain
Put me at the bottom of a wet wet well
You’re so Heaven it could be hell
And time would freeze for you
Just because you’re so damn cold
In the middle of a bar you’re sexy
In the middle of the night you’re sexy
Put me in the middle of a cell
And I’d go conjugal or I’d go crazy
Ain’t no wrong place or right mood
If I’m anywhere close to you
I haven’t ever met a corner booth that wouldn’t work fine
The bathroom has a lock for privacy
And if I we duck out by the light of the open sign
I could find us a bench seat
If it’s been a while
If we just hooked up
I’d still want you wanting to jump my bones
For your big doe eyes
To the ends I’d go
Anywhere no it don’t matter
To the top of a smoky mountain
Put me at the bottom of a wet wet well
You’re so Heaven it could be hell
And time would freeze for you
Just because you’re so damn cold
In the middle of a bar you’re sexy
In the middle of the night you’re sexy
Put me in the middle of a cell
And I’d go conjugal or I’d go crazy
Ain’t no wrong place or right mood
If I’m anywhere close to you
Angel on my shoulder stay right here
Show me where you want me I’ll go there
 
Anywhere baby it don’t matter
On the top of a smoky mountain
Put me at the bottom of a wet wet well
You’re so Heaven it could be hell
And time would freeze for you
Just because you’re so damn cold
In the middle of a bar you’re sexy
In the middle of the night you’re sexy
Put me in the middle of a cell
And I’d go conjugal or I’d go crazy
Ain’t no wrong place or right mood
If I’m anywhere close to you
Your parents’ house
Your job, backstage
Your neck, your back
Right up on stage
I’d like that
Written by: Scott Stevens, Tim Pasley
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