Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
hey, nothing
Performer
Tyler Mabry
Vocals
Harlow Phillips
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Mabry
Composer
Harlow Phillips
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tommy Trautwein
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Take your foot off the brake
Put your left hand on the wheel
Anything you can buy
I'm sure that I can steal
I'm a bad influence
But you love to be under me
[Verse 1]
Take me home, I am sure your mother is dying to meet me
Don't you know I'm the picture of suburban royalty?
Picket fence, all the teeth are white and perfectly shiny
Take a guess, the grass in the yard is green artificially
[PreChorus]
I'll pick you up when your parents are out
Who said it's no fun sneaking around?
They hate all their music, love their metal sound
We'll run away and they'll never find out
[Chorus]
Take your foot off the brake
Put your left hand on the wheel
Anything you can buy
I'm sure that I can steal
I'm a bad influence
But you love to be under me
[Chorus]
Take your foot off the brake
Put your left hand on the wheel
Anything you can buy
I am sure that I can steal
I'm a bad influence
But you love to be under me
Written by: Harlow Phillips, Tyler Mabry