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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ella Langley
Ella Langley
Vocals
Todd Lombardo
Todd Lombardo
Acoustic Guitar
Will Bundy
Will Bundy
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ella Langley
Ella Langley
Songwriter
Joybeth Taylor
Joybeth Taylor
Songwriter
Natalie Hemby
Natalie Hemby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Will Bundy
Will Bundy
Producer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Recording Engineer
Joe Trentacosti
Joe Trentacosti
Assistant Engineer
Buckley Miller
Buckley Miller
Editing Engineer
Trey Keller
Trey Keller
Editing Engineer
Nick Zinnanti
Nick Zinnanti
Editing Engineer
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yellow sundress in a suitcase
Headed down just south of the border
To take a little vacation
Get away where the water's warmer
[PreChorus]
But what I didn't plan for
Was leaving with my heart torn
[Chorus]
I'm still swimming in your rum-drunk eyes
Kissing you intoxicated
I'm still seeing through a sunburnt sky
Not a song went by we wasted
Couldn't get enough of each other's touch
Had me at the first hello
Still got that ticket from the plane that flew me home
But I never made it out of Mexico
Whoa, whoa
[Verse 2]
Found a bottle top in my pocket
From a beer you can't get around here
Your t-shirt, still got it
Wear it like a store-bought souvenir
[PreChorus]
I'm sentimental like that
Oh damn, I wanna go back when
[Chorus]
I'm still swimming in your rum-drunk eyes
Kissing you intoxicated
I'm still seeing through a sunburnt sky
Not a song went by we wasted
Couldn't get enough of each other's touch
Had me at the first hello
Still got that ticket from the plane that flew me home
But I never made it out of Mexico
Oh, oh
I never made it out of Mexico
Whoa, whoa
[Bridge]
Maybe it was love
Maybe it was nothing
Maybe it was real
'Cause, baby, it was something
Leaving you felt so unfair
In my mind, we're sitting right there where
[Outro]
I'm still swimming in your rum-drunk eyes
Kissing you intoxicated
I'm still seeing through a sunburnt sky
Not a song went by we wasted
Couldn't get enough of each other's touch
Had me at the first hello
Still got that ticket from the plane that flew me home
But I never made it out of Mexico
Oh, oh
I never made it out of Mexico
Whoa, whoa
Written by: Ella Langley, Joybeth Taylor, Natalie Hemby
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