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INTERPRÉTATION
Scotty McCreery
Scotty McCreery
Voix principales
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Guitare électrique
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Programmation
David Dorn
David Dorn
Synthétiseur
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Guitare acoustique
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Basse
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Batterie
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Scotty McCreery
Scotty McCreery
Paroles/Composition
Josh Hoge
Josh Hoge
Paroles/Composition
Justin Wilson
Justin Wilson
Paroles/Composition
Matthew McVaney
Matthew McVaney
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Frank Rogers
Frank Rogers
Production
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Production
Aaron Eshuis
Aaron Eshuis
Production
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Ingénierie de mixage
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Brian David Willis
Brian David Willis
Ingénierie de montage
Bryce Roberts
Bryce Roberts
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

I ain't talking 'bout burn the whole town down Or ashes on the ground I ain't talking 'bout Blue in the middle Orange on the top Girl I'm talking 'bout hot Don't even knock up on my door Just walk on in and drop that dress on the floor Fire, the kind that makes you pull an all-nighter Yeah, every kiss is like a spark Lighting up the dark like lighters Silhouettes dancing Your head in my hands and You saying my name The flame that can't get any higher Yeah we got that kind of fire I ain't talking about smoke from a match lit That goes out too quick I ain't talking about kerosene, gasoline Or any other thing We don't need Baby all we need Is a little midnight heating up Yeah all it takes is one touch To set us on... Fire, the kind that makes you pull an all-nighter Yeah, every kiss is like a spark Lighting up the dark like lighters Silhouettes dancing Your head in my hands and You saying my name The flame that can't get any higher Yeah we got that kind of fire That kind that don't burn out Fire That kind we got right now Fire, the kind that makes you pull an all-nighter Yeah, every kiss is like a spark Lighting up the dark like lighters Silhouettes dancing Your head in my hands and You saying my name The flame that can't get any higher We got that kind of fire That kind of fire girl I ain't talking about burn the whole town down Or ashes on the ground
Writer(s): Josh Hoge, Justin Tyler Wilson, Scotty Mccreery, Matthew Ryan Mcvaney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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