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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scotty McCreery
Lead Vocals
Anthony Lamarchina
Cello
Aubrey Haynie
Fiddle
Bryan Sutton
Mandolin
David Angell
Violin
David Davidson
Violin
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Eric Darken
Percussion
Frank Rogers
Programming
Gordon Mote
Piano
Greg Morrow
Drums
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
J.T. Corenflos
Electric Guitar
Jedd Hughes
Electric Guitar
Jelly Roll Johnson
Harmonica
Jim "Moose" Brown
Piano
Jon Randall
Background Vocals
Kristin Wilkinson
Viola
Matthew West
Background Vocals
Mike Johnson
Pedal Steel Guitar
Rachel Loy
Bass
Russell Terrell
Background Vocals
Shannon Forest
Drums
Wei Tsun Chang
Violin
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ross Copperman
Songwriter
Lynn Hutton
Songwriter
Tammi Kidd Hutton
Songwriter
Kristin Wilkinson
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frank Rogers
Producer
Beau Maxwell
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brady Barnett
Editing Engineer
Brian David Willis
Editing Engineer
Drew Bollman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Williams Hank
Mastering Engineer
Justin Neibank
Mixing Engineer
Matt Rausch
Editing Engineer
Nathan Zwald
Additional Engineer
Neal Cappellino
Additional Engineer
Rich Ramsey
Assistant Recording Engineer
Richard Barrow
Recording Engineer
Scotty Alexander
Editing Engineer
Lyrics
Hey baby, let's you and me
Drive all night 'til we reach the sea
Park this truck by the edge of the ocean
Watch a red sun come up in the morning
Wanna see the sand on your painted toes
Get tangled in your hair when the gulf wind blows
Baby, let's go off the map
You make me wanna spend my money
Ooh, it kills me when you call me "honey"
We can rock it out or we can lay low
Get caught up in the night and the kissing slow
I don't care what we do
I just wanna get gone, wanna get gone with you
We can talk about the future while we get a tan
Crush the past and some Sunkist cans
Spend a few days soakin' up the weather
Heck we just might wanna stay there forever
You make me wanna spend my money
Ooh, it kills me when you call me "honey"
We can rock it out or we can lay low
We can dance with the waves or the radio
I don't care what we do
I just wanna get gone, wanna get gone with you
Just look at you, just look at you
I don't know what I'm gonna do
Just look at you, just look at you
Well, I can't wait to get my hands on
You make me wanna spend my money
Ooh, it kills me when you call me "honey"
We can rock it out or we can lay low
Get caught up in the night and the kissing slow
I don't care what we do
I just wanna get gone, wanna get gone with you
With you
Writer(s): Lynn Hutton, Ross Copperman, Kidd Tammi L
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