Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Faith Hill
Faith Hill
Lead Vocals
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Kelly Willis
Kelly Willis
Background Vocals
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Bass Guitar
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Dobro
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Drums
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
Keyboards
Stuart Duncan
Stuart Duncan
Mandolin
Jimmy Nichols
Jimmy Nichols
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lori McKenna
Lori McKenna
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Faith Hill
Faith Hill
Producer
Erik Lutkins
Erik Lutkins
Additional Engineer
James Calloway
James Calloway
Additional Engineer
Jason Gantt
Jason Gantt
Additional Engineer
Jesse Chrisman
Jesse Chrisman
Additional Engineer
John Paterno
John Paterno
Additional Engineer
Sara Lesher
Sara Lesher
Additional Engineer
David Robinson
David Robinson
Assistant Engineer
Steve Beers
Steve Beers
Assistant Engineer
Tom Syrowski
Tom Syrowski
Assistant Engineer
Todd Gunnerson
Todd Gunnerson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
David Bryant
David Bryant
Recording Engineer
Julian King
Julian King
Recording Engineer
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
Producer
Hank Williams
Hank Williams
Mastering Engineer
Greg Droman
Greg Droman
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
"It's late enough, all your kids should be home"
The policeman says as he takes your beer for his own
You remember wondering what his wife
Thought about his occupation
[Verse 1]
He knows that you were just chasing a dream
To the town line and then back and over again
So he winks at you girls
And tells you all, "I'll see you later"
[Chorus]
I was stealing kisses from a boy
Now I'm begging affection from a man in my house dress
Don't know you who I am? Don't know you who I am?
Standing in your kitchen
[Verse 2]
It's late enough, your husband's dinner is cold
So you wrap it up and leave it for him on the stove
It's probably the traffic again
Another important meeting
You haven't talked to an adult all day
Except for your neighbor who drives you crazy
When he finally gets in
He's sure not in the mood for talking
[Chorus]
I was stealing kisses from a boy
Now I'm begging affection from a man in my house dress
Don't know you who I am? Don't know you who I am?
I'm standing in the kitchen
[Verse 3]
And hours become days, days become years
And you could burn down this town if they made matches from fear
'Cause you're no worse off than anybody else
Hey, don't you even know, don't you even know yourself?
[Bridge]
So you're standing outside your high school door
Ones you walked through twenty years before
And you whisper to all of the girls
Run, run, run
[Chorus]
I was stealing kisses from a boy
Now I'm begging affection from a man in my house dress
Don't know you who I am? Don't know you who I am?
Take a look at who I am, take a look at who I am
[Outro]
I'm stealing kisses
Stealing kisses
Written by: Lori McKenna
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