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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Morrow
Sam Morrow
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Morrow
Sam Morrow
Composer
Eric Corne
Eric Corne
Songwriter
Jaime Wyatt
Jaime Wyatt
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Morrow
Sam Morrow
Producer
Eric Corne
Eric Corne
Producer
Mark Chalecki
Mark Chalecki
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Looking in the mirror, I look like a wreck
That woman ran around, done left me for dead
Man, told me stories, built me up with lies
Damn, she looked good in that polyethylene disguise
[Verse 2]
And I'm living on cold pizza
Yeah, I'm mixing up my days
She's an hour from my doorstep
Yeah, Rosarita, ain't nothing sweeter, but she only brings me rain
[Verse 3]
She got me walking on a tightrope, got me flying with the planes
I'd live in my car so she could drive me insane
Take all my money, be my rock
Tick when she's away, feels like days till the tock
[Verse 4]
And I'm living on cold pizza
And I'm mixing up my days
She's an hour from my doorstep
Yeah, Rosarita, ain't nothing sweeter, but she only brings me rain
[Verse 5]
Oh, she only brings me rain
Oh, she only brings me rain
She only brings me rain
[Verse 6]
Yeah, Rosarita, flooding these streets
Sailing shoes strapped tight long as my tooth's still sweet
[Verse 7]
And I'm living on cold pizza
Yeah, I'm mixing up my days
She's an hour from my doorstep
Yeah, Rosarita, ain't nothing sweeter, but she only brings me rain
[Verse 8]
Yeah, Rosarita
Written by: Eric Corne, Jaime Wyatt, Sam Morrow
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