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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Tony Lucido
Bass
David Dorn
Keyboards
Kris Donegan
Electric Guitar
Evan Hutchings
Drums
Maddie Marlow
Vocals
Taylor Dye
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deric Ruttan
Songwriter
Forest Glen Whitehead
Songwriter
Maddie Marlow
Songwriter
Taylor Dye
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Derek Wells
Producer
Jimmy Robbins
Producer
Dave Clauss
Mixing Engineer
Buckley Miller
Editing Engineer
Ben Fowler
Recording Engineer
Lowell Reynolds
Assistant Recording Engineer
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
You're always twenty minutes late
'Cause you can't find your keys
And you never miss a game
Of your hometown team
So your 2 a.m. call ain't out of the blue
Boy, I know you
You're either shootin' back Jack or sippin' Johnnie Walker Black
At a bar you can stumble home from
Or you're sittin' all alone, gettin' lost in your phone
Reminiscin' on our days in the sun
You're either feelin' that buzz or your sheets are gettin' cold
Baby, it's just the same, same old
The second you say I'm still your one and only
I know you're just drunk or lone, lone, lonely
Drunk or lone, lone, lonely
It'd be so easy to
Fall right back in your arms
But some things you can't undo
Like you hurtin' my heart
You know your comeback script right down to the letter
But I know you better
You're either shootin' back Jack or sippin' Johnnie Walker Black
At a bar you can stumble home from
Or you're sittin' all alone, gettin' lost in your phone
Reminiscin' on our days in the sun
You're either feelin' that buzz or your sheets are gettin' cold
Baby, it's just the same, same old
The second you say I'm still your one and only
I know you're just drunk or lone, lone, lonely
Drunk or lone, lone, lonely
You sittin' single, seein' double, or the quiet's too loud
Boy, I got you figured out
You're either shootin' back Jack or sippin' Johnnie Walker Black
At a bar you can stumble home from
Or you're sittin' all alone, gettin' lost in your phone
Reminiscin' on our days in the sun
You're either feelin' that buzz or your sheets are gettin' cold
Baby, it's just the same, same old
The second you say I'm still your one and only
I know you're just drunk or lone, lone, lonely
Drunk or lone, lone, lonely
Drunk or lone, lone, lonely
Drunk or lone, lone, lonely
(Drunk, drunk)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Writer(s): Forrest Whitehead, Deric Ruttan, Maddie Marlow, Taylor Dye
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