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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mackenzie Carpenter
Mackenzie Carpenter
Vocals
Brandon Hood
Brandon Hood
Electric Guitar
Trey Keller
Trey Keller
Background Vocals
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Tim Lauer
Tim Lauer
Keyboards
Chris McHugh
Chris McHugh
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mackenzie Carpenter
Mackenzie Carpenter
Composer
Brandon Hood
Brandon Hood
Composer
Rhett Akins
Rhett Akins
Composer
Ben Williams
Ben Williams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brandon Hood
Brandon Hood
Producer
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Recording Engineer
Mark Hagen
Mark Hagen
Editing Engineer
Trey Keller
Trey Keller
Editing Engineer
Chip Matthews
Chip Matthews
Mixing Engineer
Nathan Dantzler
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer
Harrison Tate
Harrison Tate
Mastering Engineer
Mike "Frog" Griffith
Mike "Frog" Griffith
Studio Personnel
Rose Hutcheson
Rose Hutcheson
Studio Personnel

Lyrics

I don't mean to call you right in the middle of the day But it's kinda important, now, it just can't wait Way you kissed me goodbye at the door this morning Hit me just right, now I need a little more of it Left me with a feeling that I can't ignore and I got the sugar, baby, pour it Sitting here, missing you somethin' strong You're the only one got what I want Come on, baby, can't you take the day off? 'Cause I ain't got nothin' but my boots on Thinking 'bout you kiss-kissing on me Making me hotter than the Georgia heat Put the pedal to the metal, baby, come on home 'Cause I ain't got nothin' but my boots on Mm-mm, mm-mm Baby, while I got you hanging on the line Might need to steal your T-shirt 'cause now I'm missing mine Got a trail upstairs, leading down the hall Yeah, I'm going crazy, climbing up the walls Got on nothing but what God gave me 'Cept for these new sky blue Luccheses So come on, baby Sitting here, missing you somethin' strong You're the only one got what I want Come on, baby, can't you take the day off? 'Cause I ain't got nothin' but my boots on Thinking 'bout you kiss-kissing on me Making me hotter than the Georgia heat Put the pedal to the metal, baby, come on home 'Cause I ain't got nothin' but my- Ain't got nothin' but my boots on Nothing but you on my mind Come on, what you waiting on? Yeah Now I can't wait to see you pulling up the drive Can't wait to see the look in your eyes Are you really gonna leave me all alone When I ain't got nothing but my boots on? Thinking 'bout you kiss-kissing on me Making me hotter than the Georgia heat Put the pedal to the metal, baby, come on home 'Cause I ain't got nothin' No, I ain't got nothin' but my boots on, yeah Ain't got nothin' No, I ain't got nothin' but my boots on, boots on
Writer(s): Rhett Akins, Ben Williams, Brandon Calvin Hood, Mackenzie Carpenter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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