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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Bodiker
Nathan Bodiker
Songwriter
Jaron Takach
Jaron Takach
Songwriter
Derek Long
Derek Long
Songwriter
Rashawn McLean
Rashawn McLean
Songwriter
Jonathan Averbook
Jonathan Averbook
Songwriter
Aaron Berton
Aaron Berton
Songwriter
Spencer Hendricks
Spencer Hendricks
Songwriter

Lyrics

I know you're feeling laid back, but it's getting late Last call is on the way, pick your poison, I can pay I've been eyeing you, you're mighty mystifying might i say I could ride this high for days, here's to hoping you relate Are you faded? Drunk fucks are overrated, lets wait I'd hate it if all this conversation went to waste If you wake up in the AM with a pale and ailing face You can call me, I will race Promise I will not be late I'd love to see your place (Id love to see your place) This bar is dark and blaring bass (Its hard to see your face) It's almost 2am lets get the ubers on the way (carry me away) Finish up your gin, but don't exceed a steady pace Im just tryna behave (cant believe you're tryna behave) But you've spent enough time being patient I said "fuck it, that's fine let's embrace it" And I know Im just another notch in your frame Even so, Ill keep your number just to be safe Hold Up 'For you leave, I notice your friends on the way But can I convince you to cancel your Uber hangout with Me maybe come back to my place She said try to convince me to cancel it You don't know the girl you been dancing with Nah, I ain't the type To let you invite me Back to your place if it's just for the night (Oh no) Telling me you not a player I know that's a lie Cuz you'll take me back and then hit me *NSYNC with the bye bye bye After you get to the pie line Hit your roommate with the high 5 Then I end up on the sidelines She said i don't wanna be another stat First night curse I end up in the past Another heartbreak can't take that Awake You've sat too long Quit flaking on your fate When all you want Is to sing in her refrain For all you know She's waiting on your name So turn to her and say I know you're feeling laid back, but it's getting late Last call is on the way, pick your poison, I can pay I've been eyeing you, you're mighty mystifying might i say I could ride this high for days, here's to hoping you relate Are you faded? Drunk fucks are overrated, lets wait I'd hate it if all this conversation went to waste If you wake up in the AM with a pale and ailing face You can call me, I will race Promise I will not be late
Writer(s): Nathan Bodiker, Jaron Bryce Takach, Derek James Roth Long, Jonathan Robert Averbook, Rashawn Preston Mclean, Spencer Charles Hendricks, Aaron Theodore Berton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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