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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Lead Vocals
Michael Carter
Michael Carter
Electric Guitar
Billy Panda
Billy Panda
Acoustic Guitar
John Palmieri
John Palmieri
Background Vocals
Russell Terrell
Russell Terrell
Background Vocals
Mike Wolofsky
Mike Wolofsky
Bass Guitar
Greg Morrow
Greg Morrow
Drums
James Mitchell
James Mitchell
Electric Guitar
Pat Buchanan
Pat Buchanan
Electric Guitar
Howard Duck
Howard Duck
Hammond Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Songwriter
Brandon Kinney
Brandon Kinney
Songwriter
Michael Carter
Michael Carter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Carter
Michael Carter
Producer
John Netti
John Netti
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chad Carlson
Chad Carlson
Recording Engineer
John Palmieri
John Palmieri
Editing Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Patrick Thrasher
Patrick Thrasher
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

There's a sun set setting on another good night Little can't wait tailgate party on ice Chilling in the back of a four-wheel drive 'Bout to pop a top, let it rock Some are gonna wanna fight, some are gonna wanna dance Some are gonna wanna carry 'round one in each hand Yeah, we all have a get a little crazy plan That we break out and we go out Everybody's working out doing 12 ounce curls Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock, good time playlist on All the worries in the world, they 'bout to be gone Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, "Let's get weird, y'all" Brought to you by a beer That's right, it's all brought to you by a beer A little hungover headache, sun coming up Got her number, no name, can't remember what it was If you can't find your wallet or your phone or your truck Must have done it good, talking real good Yeah, you're hurting now, dragging 'round, moving slow But at least you got the stories and pizza on the stove Let hovering on to eight hours to go 'Til it's back on, tie one off Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock, good time playlist on All the worries in the world, they 'bout to be gone Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, "Let's get weird, y'all" Brought to you by a beer Yeah, I think I'm gon' need another one Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock, good time playlist on All the worries in the world, they gone Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, "Let's get weird, y'all" Brought to you by a beer It's all brought to you by a beer Oh, it's right here y'all It's all brought to you by a beer It'll get your head hurting in the morning light It'll get you hungover, it'll get you back right Hell, you might even have yourself a chance tonight That's right Well, with a little help of course O,h yeah
Writer(s): Cole Swindell, Brandon Kinney, Michael Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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