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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elle King
Lead Vocals
Fred Eltringham
Drums
Tony Lucido
Bass
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Kenny Greenberg
Electric Guitar
Dan Dugmore
Electric Guitar
Dave Cohen
Keyboards
Micah Wilshire
Background Vocals
Katie Wilshire
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ella Langley
Songwriter
Matt McKinney
Songwriter
Bobby Hamrick
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elle King
Producer
Ross Copperman
Producer
Daniel Bacigalupi
Mastering Engineer
F. Reid Shippen
Mixing Engineer
Ethan Barrette
Assistant Engineer
Brandon Towles
Assistant Engineer
Justin Sheriff
Recording Engineer
Rob Whitaker
Recording Engineer
Perry Geyer
Recording Engineer
Brian David Willis
Editing Engineer
Brandon Hood
Editing Engineer
Mark Hagen
Editing Engineer
Scott Johnson
Additional Producer
Lyrics
Who's doin' lines? Who's huffin' glue?
Who's got a wife and a girlfriend too?
Who's in a bind? Whose screws are loose?
Who's sippin' wine while the kids are at school?
Who stirs the pot? Who's in your ear?
And whose bad idea was it to bring it 'round here?
It's all this he-said, she-said
Always two sides and the truth
There's so much shit around these parts
Gonna get some on your boots
It's just a straight line down the grapevine
Gotta rip it right up at the roots
You can keep your mouth runnin', hell, Jesus might love ya
But that don't mean I do
So take your front-page, two-faced, petty-ass drama
And leave it out, leave it out, leave it out yonder
Who's gained a few pounds? Who spends too much?
Who got knocked out? Who got knocked up?
Who's in hot water with the IRS?
Whose granddaddy died, still cashin' his checks?
Whose boss don't know 'bout a felony?
And why the hell are you tellin' me
All this he-said, she-said?
Always two sides and the truth
There's so much shit around these parts
Gonna get some on your boots
It's just a straight line down the grapevine
Gotta rip it right up at the roots
You can keep your mouth runnin', hell, Jesus might love ya
But that don't mean I do
So take your front-page, two-faced, petty-ass drama
And leave it out, leave it out, leave it out yonder
Keep it on movin'
Keep it on movin'
Leave it out yonder
It's all this he-said, she-said
Always two sides and the truth
There's so much shit around these parts
Gonna get some on your boots
It's just a straight line down the grapevine
Gotta rip it right up at the roots
You can keep your mouth runnin', hell, Jesus might love ya
But that don't mean I do
So take your front-page, two-faced, petty-ass drama
And leave it out, leave it out, leave it out yonder
Leave it out yonder (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Leave it out yonder
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Writer(s): Bobby Hamrick, Ella Langley, Matt Mckinney
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