Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The Brothers Grimm
Songwriter
Isaac Heilman
Songwriter
Lyrics
I'm molded in these blueprints
Same place you parked your car
And you were always out to get me
Back then we would play too hard
Lost in my back pocket
Right in your front yard
This avenue signs in shambles
You only get so far
Guns N' Roses on the radio
Let you play my old Les Paul
Now it's raining in November
And I can't find my way home
Black jacket on your mattress
No invite, had to crash it
Front porch light camera flashes
Feels like we're on Dayton Avenue
Feels like we're on Dayton Avenue
But I can't find my way home
Feels like we're on Dayton Avenue
Star-struck evenings
Sleeping with roses on the road
Can we find peace in
The three gold chains around your throat
Black jacket with the accents
Yeah we'll take two old fashioneds
Play that guitar like Slash did
Your voice reminds me of
Guns N' Roses on the radio
Let you play my old Les Paul
Now it's raining in November
And I can't find my way home
Black jacket on your mattress
No invite, had to crash it
Front porch light camera flashes
Feels like we're on Dayton Avenue
Feels like we're on Dayton Avenue
But I can't find my way home
Feels like we're on Dayton Avenue
Enjoy the ride
Welcome to Dayton
You'll stay out all night
Don't wanna wake up
Under Hollywood signs
Once in a blue moon
You'll say my voice reminds you of
Your voice reminds me of
Guns N' Roses on the radio
Let you play my old Les Paul
Now it's raining in November
And I can't find my way home
Black jacket on your mattress
No invite, had to crash it
Front porch light camera flashes
Feels like we're on Dayton Avenue
Feels like we're on Dayton Avenue
But I can't find my way home
Feels like we're on Dayton Avenue
Writer(s): Isaac Heilman
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