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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Lead Vocals
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Composer
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Producer
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Producer
Jon Sher
Jon Sher
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jack Manning
Jack Manning
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rémy Dumelz
Rémy Dumelz
Assistant Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Bryce Bordone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Recording Engineer
Oli Jacobs
Oli Jacobs
Recording Engineer
Christopher Rowe
Christopher Rowe
Vocal Recording Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The smoke cloud billows out his mouth
Like a freight train through a small town
The jokes that he told across the bar
Were revolting and far too loud
[Chorus]
They shake their heads, saying, "God help her" when I
Tell 'em he's my man
But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger
I can fix him, no really I can
And only I can
[Verse 2]
The dopamine races through his brain
On a six-lane Texas highway
His hand, so calloused from his pistol
Softly traces hearts on my face
And I could see it from a mile away
A perfect case for my certain skillset
He had a halo of the highest grade
He just hadn't met me yet
[Chorus]
They shake their heads, saying, "God help her" when I
Tell 'em he's my man
But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger
I can fix him, no really I can
And only I can
[Bridge]
Good boy, that's right
Come close, I'll show you heaven
If you'll be an angel all night
Trust me, I can handle me a dangerous man
No really I can
[Chorus]
They shook their heads, saying, "God help her" when I
Told 'em he's my man (I told 'em he's my man)
But your good Lord didn't need to lift a finger
I can fix him, no really I can (No really I can)
[Outro]
Whoa, maybe I can't
Written by: Jack Antonoff, Taylor Swift
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