Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dasha
Dasha
Vocals
Oren Yoel
Oren Yoel
Keyboards
Bardo
Bardo
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jules Paymer
Jules Paymer
Songwriter
Oren Yoel
Oren Yoel
Songwriter
Dasha
Dasha
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oren Yoel
Oren Yoel
Producer
Harrison Tate
Harrison Tate
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Nathan Dantzler
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer
Austin Seltzer
Austin Seltzer
Mixing Engineer
Bardo
Bardo
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
My pride's still laying on your downstairs couch
My common sense never left my house
'Cause, honey, you're the talk of the town
Had to see what they were talking about
[PreChorus]
'Cause I heard about your reputation, babe
I heard the story
You ran through Memphis, then you rode away
Now even I can say
[Chorus]
I heard you got engaged and said it wasn't meant to be
So why you staring at me, swearing that you'll marry me?
He likes 'em young, I was twenty-three
When I met the heartbreaker from Tennessee
[Verse 2]
My dignity's in the hotel bed
My self-control, I don't know where that went
It's probably tangled up in the sheets
All my friends would be ashamed of me
[PreChorus]
'Cause I know about your reputation, baby
Now I'm the star of the story
Headline on the cover page
Now even I can say
[Chorus]
I heard you got engaged and said it wasn't meant to be
So why you staring at me, swearing that you'll marry me?
He likes 'em young, I was twenty-three
When I met the heartbreaker from Tennessee
It's funny how I swore I'd make a hero out of you
I hate to say that everything they said would turn out true
I fell in love, I was twenty-three
When I met the heartbreaker, I met the heartbreaker
I met the heartbreaker from Tennessee
Written by: Anna Dasha Novotny, Bardo, Bardo William Novotny, Jules Paymer, Oren Yoel
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