Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keith Urban
Keith Urban
Vocals
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Electric Guitar
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Synthesizer
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Matt Chamberlain
Matt Chamberlain
Programming
Nathan Barlowe
Nathan Barlowe
Keyboards
Terence F. Clark
Terence F. Clark
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Barlowe
Nathan Barlowe
Songwriter
Steven Lee Olsen
Steven Lee Olsen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Urban
Keith Urban
Co-Producer
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Co-Producer
Sean Moffitt
Sean Moffitt
Mixing Engineer
Joel McKenney
Joel McKenney
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joe Causey
Joe Causey
Mastering Engineer
Rose Hutcheson
Rose Hutcheson
Studio Personnel
Scott Johnson
Scott Johnson
Studio Personnel

Lyrics

I can feel the heatwave comin' on, and that's strange I haven't seen the sun for days, the sun for days I can't hit the town, call my friends One drink would start a flood again And I know where that goes down, down like dominoes Can't drink no Jack and Coke 'cause once it hits my lips I wanna play that song, spark up a cigarette When the smoke in the air rolls like a wave It reminds me of that ocean view And I swear that I won't but when it gets cold I think of Daytona And I think about you, you, you, you (ooh) And I think about you, you, you, you, hm (ooh) Middle of the boardwalk, laid down, didn't talk I can still taste the salt, taste the salt Tryna find new highs but I can't fight that neon Florida sky And everything I do (everything I do) leads me back to you (back to you, oh) Can't drink no Jack and Coke 'cause once it hits my lips I wanna play that song, spark up a cigarette When the smoke in the air rolls like a wave It reminds me of that ocean view And I swear that I won't but when it gets cold I think of Daytona And I think about you, you, you, you (ooh) Yeah, I think about you, you, you, you, hm (Oh) (Oh, one, two) I can't drink no Jack and Coke 'cause once it hits my lips I wanna play that song, spark up a cigarette When the smoke in the air rolls like a wave It reminds me of that ocean view And I swear that I won't but when it gets cold I think of Daytona And I think about you, you, you, you And I think about you, you, you, you Oh, I think about you, you, you, you (ooh) I think about you, you, you, you
Writer(s): Steven Lee Olsen, Nathan Barlowe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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