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Brett Young - Ticket To L.A. (Lyric Version)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brett Young
Brett Young
Lead Vocals
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Electric Guitar
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass Guitar
Ben Caver
Ben Caver
Background Vocals
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Keyboards
Zach Crowell
Zach Crowell
Programming
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
David Huff
David Huff
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brett Young
Brett Young
Songwriter
Zach Crowell
Zach Crowell
Songwriter
Jon Nite
Jon Nite
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Producer
Jimmy Harnen
Jimmy Harnen
Executive Producer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
David Huff
David Huff
Editing Engineer
Gabe Burch
Gabe Burch
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ben Caver
Ben Caver
Additional Engineer
Noah Needleman
Noah Needleman
Additional Engineer
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Gate 22, two-hour delay
She was waiting on a plane to L.A
I didn't see the harm in sitting down
At the wrong gate
She said "Hello, where you headed to?"
I didn't lie, but I bent the truth
Said I'd go anywhere with you
And before long
[Verse 2]
It was midnight in the middle of JFK
Trying to take my mind off the falling rain
I was saying anything to make her laugh
Never wanted anything so bad
She got me wishing if she could stay
Doesn't even know that I missed my plane
Now there ain't any single thing I wouldn't trade
For a ticket to L.A.
A ticket to L.A.
[Verse 3]
She opened up after a drink
Said she started law school in the spring
And by the time she had three
I knew almost everything
Lightning flashed across the sky
I said it probably wasn't safe to fly
Secretly, I hoped that she'd be stuck with me all night
[Verse 4]
It was midnight in the middle of JFK
Trying to take my mind off the falling rain
I was saying anything to make her laugh
Never wanted anything so bad
She got me wishing if she could stay
Doesn't even know that I missed my plane
Now there ain't any single thing I wouldn't trade
For a ticket to L.A.
[Verse 5]
Now Gate 22 is calling out her name
She wrote her number on my hand and walked away
[Verse 6]
Alone here in the middle of JFK
Sitting at a bar at an empty gate
I'd do anything to bring her back
Never wanted anything so bad
[Verse 7]
She got me wishing if she could stay
Doesn't even know that I missed my plane
Now there ain't any single thing I wouldn't trade
For a ticket to L.A.
A ticket to L.A.
Ticket to L.A.
A ticket to L.A.
Ticket to L.A.
[Verse 8]
A ticket to L.A.
Written by: Zach Crowell, Brett Young, Jon Nite
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