Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tate McRae
Tate McRae
Vocals
Ryan Tedder
Ryan Tedder
Programming
Grant Boutin
Grant Boutin
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tate McRae
Tate McRae
Songwriter
Ryan Tedder
Ryan Tedder
Songwriter
Julia Michaels
Julia Michaels
Songwriter
Grant Boutin
Grant Boutin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Tedder
Ryan Tedder
Producer
Grant Boutin
Grant Boutin
Producer
Rich & Rich
Rich & Rich
Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Bryce Bordone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Illegal Illegal Hey, cute jeans (jeans) Take mine off me (me) Oh, golly gee (gee) I can't take no more, I'm goin' weak in my knees Where'd you put those keys? We can share one seat (seat) We can share one seat In the alley, in the back In the center of this room With the windows rolled down Boy, don't make me choose In the alley, in the back In the center of this room With the windows rolled down Boy, don't make me choose I think you know what this is I think you wanna, uh No, you ain't got no Mrs Oh, but you got a sports car We can uh-uh in it While you drive it real far Yeah, you know what this is Yeah, you know what this is Pretty blue streetlights (lights) And my hazel eyes (eyes) And if it feels right (right) We could go again like three, four times So my type (type, so, so), got butterflies So good, it hurts (hurts) Thinkin' 'bout what we did before this verse On the corner of my bed Oh, and maybe on the beach You could do it on your own While you're lookin' at me (at me) I think you know what this is I think you wanna, uh No, you ain't got no Mrs Oh, but you got a sports car We can uh-uh in it (we can uh-uh) While you drive it real far Yeah, you know what this is Yeah, you know what this is I think you know what this is (oh) I think you wanna, uh (you wanna) No, you ain't got no Mrs Oh, but you got a sports car We can uh-uh in it (uh-uh, mm) While you drive it real far Yeah, you know what this is Yeah, you know what this is Oh, my guy, guy You don't wanna waste my time (my time) Let's go ride (let's go) Let's go ride (come on) Oh, my guy, guy You don't wanna waste my time, no Let's go ride Let's go ride I think you wanna, wanna (oh) But you got a sports car (oh-oh) While you drive it real far Yeah, you know what this is
Writer(s): Julia Michaels, Tate Mcrae, Ryan Tedder, Grant Joseph Boutin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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