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Dustin Lynch'in En Sevilen Şarkıları
Benzer Şarkılar
Krediler
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dustin Lynch
Vocals
Zach Crowell
Programming
Ben Johnson
Programming
Nir Z
Drums
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Electric Guitar
Kenny Greenberg
Electric Guitar
Jeneé Fleenor
Fiddle
Scotty Sanders
Pedal Steel Guitar
Mark Hill
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dustin Lynch
Songwriter
Zach Crowell
Songwriter
Ben Johnson
Songwriter
Hunter Phelps
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zach Crowell
Producer
Ben Johnson
Producer
Nick Autry
Engineer
Zach Wills
Recording Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Engineer
Şarkı sözleri
She was singin' with the band when I walked in with all my friends
I said, "Damn, looks like a pretty good time"
Pulled some cash, paid the cover
Then got drinks, then got drunker
Sang along to some Sweet Carloline
Then she walked up to meet us
I said, "Do you like tequila?"
She said, "That's my middle name"
So we shot Casamigos, she kissed me right on the cheek and
Then left her number and walked away, yeah
I think she might be a honky-tonk heartbreaker
She's gonna hurt somebody up in this bar
I think she might be a honky-tonk heartbreaker
Lucky for me, I got a honky-tonk heart
Take it, baby, take it
Race it, baby, race it
Break it, baby, break my honky-tonk heart
I was kickin' myself, my boys were givin' me hell
Hell, even I thought I'd dropped the ball
Until I looked across the room, she looked at me like "make a move"
I flipped the boys, the bird and I was off
So I took a chance and asked her to dance
Got her hand in my hand, started spinnin'
Before we got to the end of the song
She let some ol' two-step Fred cut in, gone again, man
I think she might be a honky-tonk heartbreaker
She's gonna hurt somebody up in this bar
I think she might be a honky-tonk heartbreaker
Lucky for me, I got a honky-tonk heart
Take it, baby, take it
Race it, baby, race it
Break it, baby, break my honky-tonk heart
I'm 'bout to close out, I'm done with downtown
She disappeared like a ring of smoke
I guess I give up, I'm walkin' to the truck
Now look whose number's lightin' up my phone
I think she might be a honky-tonk heartbreaker
She's gonna hurt somebody up in this bar
I think she might be a honky-tonk heartbreaker
Lucky for me, I got a honky-tonk heart
I think she might be a honky-tonk heartbreaker
She's gonna hurt somebody up in this bar
I think she might be a honky-tonk heartbreaker
Lucky for me, I got a honky-tonk heart
Take it, baby, take it (oh, take it)
Race it, baby, race it (baby, race it)
Break it, baby, break my honky-tonk heart (my honky-tonk)
Take it baby, take it (yeah)
Race it, baby, race it
Break it, baby, break my honky-tonk heart
Writer(s): Zach Crowell, Hunter Phelps, Dustin Lynch, Ben Johnson
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