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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gin Wigmore
Gin Wigmore
Vocals
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Guitar
Jake Sinclair
Jake Sinclair
Background Vocals
Fran Capitanelli
Fran Capitanelli
Guitar
Stuart Johnson
Stuart Johnson
Drums
Austin Nicholsen
Austin Nicholsen
Upright Bass
Mike Bolger
Mike Bolger
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gin Wigmore
Gin Wigmore
Songwriter
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Songwriter
Lee McCutheon
Lee McCutheon
Songwriter
Andreas Levander
Andreas Levander
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Producer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Mixing Engineer
Jake Sinclair
Jake Sinclair
Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Sitting out here in the sun Played my heart like 21 Spend my time all crying Cos I just forget to laugh Now everyone around me Is just always trying to sell me On the notion that you're not the one That I deserve to have But if you'd just clean up your act Tell me what you mean by that Maybe would should dance one more time Whoa (Yeah!) Sweet hell I'm a little lonely in this tore up town Sweet hell Won't you come and find me in this big ole house Lock the door So we can bury these bones on the floor Oh, sweet hell I'm a little lonely, baby, where are you Well, I got some roses at the door But who they're from and who they're for Might just need explaining So go on and get to that Well, I can't believe you act like that Well, I can't believe I want you back Maybe would should dance one more time Whoa (Yeah!) Sweet hell I'm a little lonely in this tore up town Sweet hell Won't you come and find me in this big ole house Lock the door So we can bury these bones on the floor Oh, sweet hell I'm a little lonely, baby, where are you Whoa... Whoa... Whoa... Sweet hell I'm a little lonely in this tore up town Sweet hell Won't you come and find me in this big ole house, I said now Sweet hell I'm a little lonely in this tore up town Sweet hell Won't you come and find me in this big ole house (I said now) Sweet hell I'm a little lonely in this tore up town Sweet hell Won't you come and find me in this big ole house (I said) Sweet hell (Yeah!) I'm a little lonely in this tore up town (I said) Sweet hell Won't you come and find me in this big ole house (I said)
Writer(s): Andreas Levander, Butch Walker, Gin Wigmore, Lee Mccutcheon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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