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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bo Staloch
Bo Staloch
Vocals
Andrew Wells
Andrew Wells
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bo Staloch
Bo Staloch
Composer
Sam Harris
Sam Harris
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Wells
Andrew Wells
Producer
Ryan Del Vecchio
Ryan Del Vecchio
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

All my life Don't think I've ever seen a dress that tight Come around with those emerald eyes, hiding out in the bathroom Well, Jesus Christ Try to act all casual Hell bound in a crowded room, running around tryna find you Stressing me out How much longer can we Keep things under the table Or bottled up, ripping off the label? Well, God, I just wanna take you home How much longer can we wait? Baby, leave that dress out on the sidewalk Running naked down the street ain't no shame walk God, I just wanna take you home Hide your grin (Your grin) Anytime we're eating out with all your friends We footsie like it's seventh grade, baby, drive me wild, woo Stressing me out How much longer can we Keep things under the table Or bottled up, ripping off the label? Well, God, I just wanna take you home How much longer can we wait? Baby, leave that dress out on the sidewalk Running naked down the street ain't no shame walk God, I just wanna take you home You make me wanna scream it out loud (Woo) Want you right here, right now But love takes time and patience For you, I'll wait it out You make me wanna scream it out loud (Woo) I want you right here, right now (Woo) But love takes time and patience For you, I'll wait it out
Writer(s): Bo Staloch, Sam Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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