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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adam Doleac
Adam Doleac
Background Vocals
Todd Lombardo
Todd Lombardo
Acoustic Guitar
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Andy Skib
Andy Skib
Background Vocals
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Alex Wright
Alex Wright
Synthesiser
Nir Z
Nir Z
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Doleac
Adam Doleac
Composer
Zach Abend
Zach Abend
Composer
Derrick Southerland
Derrick Southerland
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Skib
Andy Skib
Producer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Recording Engineer
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Assistant Engineer
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

One, two, three, four Aw, yeah Well, I see you're back in here with him Doing everything you said you'd never do again Same drink, same guy, some hangover Waiting for you in the morning, yeah And I'm sure it's something but I don't know what you see You keep ordering history on repeat The same mistake you already made Running up a charge your heart can't afford, yeah You better close that tab, close that tab He ain't pouring nothing but a heartache in your glass Shut it down, send it back Why you wanna spend another happy hour sad Everybody and your momma told ya He's a watered-down vodka soda So, sign that line, drop his ass Yeah, baby, close that tab And start one with me Yeah, that's right Aw, yeah Cut him off, kick him out like it's closing time Go ahead, tell him that he's banned for life Say anything you want 'til he's gone As the salt and the lime After a shot of Patron Baby, close that tab, close that tab He ain't pouring nothing but a heartache in your glass Shut it down, send it back Why you wanna spend another happy hour sad Everybody and your momma told ya He's a watered-down vodka soda So, sign that line, drop his ass Yeah, baby, close that tab And start one with me Close that tab, close that tab But you ain't gotta leave, now Close that tab, close that tab Just let me buy you a drink Aw baby, close that tab, close that tab He ain't pouring nothing but a heartache in your glass Shut it down, send that shit back Why you wanna spend another happy hour sad Everybody and your momma told ya He's a watered-down vodka soda So, sign that line, drop his ass Yeah, baby, close that tab And start one with me, yeah Aw yeah, baby Start one with me, yeah Aw, yeah C'mon and close that tab Close that tab, ooh
Writer(s): Derrick Adam Southerland, Zach Abend, Adam Doleac Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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