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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carly Pearce
Carly Pearce
Vocals
Ryan Gore
Ryan Gore
Percussion
Josh Osborne
Josh Osborne
Background Vocals
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Electric Guitar
Josh Matheny
Josh Matheny
Dobro
Craig Young
Craig Young
Bass
Jeneé Fleenor
Jeneé Fleenor
Fiddle
Alex Wright
Alex Wright
Piano
Aaron Sterling
Aaron Sterling
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carly Pearce
Carly Pearce
Songwriter
Justin Ebach
Justin Ebach
Songwriter
Charles Kelley
Charles Kelley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carly Pearce
Carly Pearce
Producer
Dave Clauss
Dave Clauss
Editing Engineer
Ryan Gore
Ryan Gore
Mixing Engineer
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Producer
Josh Osborne
Josh Osborne
Producer
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Editing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Alex Ghenea
Alex Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Always thought you loved that black Z71 more than you loved me Momma always told me boys like you would run, not for keeps You called me up to tell me you were working late (uh-huh) But I heard right now you're dancing with a little miss Jane Birds been talking up on the wire Spilling your secrets all over this town You and her, back road, pulling all-nighters Did you really think that I wouldn't find out? Oh-oh-oh-oh, so I found a little gas in a small red can Oh-oh-oh-oh, last strike match flying out of my hand Liar, liar, truck on fire Flames rolling off of your Goodyear tires Burn, burn, you're gonna learn Never should've put your lips on her Should've known from the way that you never left your phone sitting by the bed Or the way that you laughed it off when I was catching on, said it was in my head Did you think that I wouldn't smell that cheap perfume? (Uh-huh) You'll have to find a new ride 'cause the joke's on you Birds been talking up on the wire Spilling your secrets all over this town You and her, back road, pulling all-nighters Did you really think that I wouldn't find out? Oh-oh-oh-oh, so I found a little gas in a small red can Oh-oh-oh-oh, last strike match flying out of my hand Liar, liar, truck on fire Flames rolling off of your Goodyear tires Burn, burn, you're gonna learn Never should've put your lips on her Put your lips on her (Ooh, ooh) Burn, burn, burn, baby (Ooh, ooh) You'll learn, learn, learn, baby Birds been talking up on the wire Spilling your secrets all over this town You and her, back road, pulling all-nighters Did you really think that I wouldn't find out? Oh-oh-oh-oh, so I found a little gas in a small red can Oh-oh-oh-oh, last strike match flying out of my hand Liar, liar, truck on fire Flames rolling off of your Goodyear tires Burn, burn, you're gonna learn Never should've put your lips on her
Writer(s): Justin Allen Ebach, Carly Pearce, Charles Kelley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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