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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Seaforth
Seaforth
Performer
Mitchell Thompson
Mitchell Thompson
Vocals
Tom Jordan
Tom Jordan
Programming
Jeff Braun
Jeff Braun
Programming
Todd Lombardo
Todd Lombardo
Acoustic Guitar
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mitchell Thompson
Mitchell Thompson
Composer
Tom Jordan
Tom Jordan
Composer
Zack Dyer
Zack Dyer
Composer
Summer Overstreet
Summer Overstreet
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Jordan
Tom Jordan
Producer
Jeff Braun
Jeff Braun
Mixing Engineer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Recording Engineer
Joe Trentacosti
Joe Trentacosti
Assistant Engineer
Chris Small
Chris Small
Editing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Baby, I know you love a dinner for two on a Friday
You love chasing a view down a highway
You love spinning your shoes after a whiskey or two under bright neon lights and hey
I know you spent 45 minutes curling your hair and taking mirror pictures
And I know it's selfish of me to keep you for myself tonight, but
I can't take you anywhere when you're looking like that
I know we got plans but forget 'em
I don't really care when you zip up that dress, I drop dead
I wanna get you home before we even out the door
Wanna tell your friends we can't make it anymore
Every time your eyes look that way
Into mine, there's one thing on my mind
Tonight, I swear I can't take you anywhere
So, lets pull a couple bottles off the top shelf
We got the whole place all to ourself
And we got business to attend to in the kitchen or the bedroom
I know you spent 45 minutes curling your hair and making them decisions
Don't get me wrong, girl, I would love to show you off tonight, but
I can't take you anywhere when you're looking like that
I know we got plans but forget 'em
I don't really care when you zip up that dress, I drop dead
I wanna get you home before we even out the door
Wanna tell your friends we can't make it anymore
Every time your eyes look that way
Into mine there's one thing on my mind
Tonight, I swear I can't take you anywhere
I can't take you anywhere
Anywhere, anywhere
Oh
Baby, I know you love a dinner for two on a Friday
You love chasing a view down a highway
You love spinning your shoes after a whiskey or two under bright neon lights, but hey
I can't take you anywhere when you're looking like that
I know we got plans but forget 'em
I don't really care when you zip up that dress, I drop dead
I wanna get you home before we even out the door
Wanna tell your friends we can't make it anymore
Every time your eyes look that way
Into mine there's one thing on my mind
Tonight, I swear I can't take you anywhere
Anywhere, anywhere
No, I can't take you anywhere
Anywhere, anywhere
I can't take you anywhere
Written by: Mitchell Thompson, Summer Overstreet, Tom Jordan, Zachary Robert Dyer, Zack Dyer
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