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Brett Young - Tastes Like You (Lyric Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brett Young
Brett Young
Vocals
Justin Ebach
Justin Ebach
Programming
Noah Needleman
Noah Needleman
Acoustic Guitar
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Jeneé Fleenor
Jeneé Fleenor
Fiddle
Paul Mabury
Paul Mabury
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brett Young
Brett Young
Composer
Justin Ebach
Justin Ebach
Composer
Noah Needleman
Noah Needleman
Composer
Jon Nite
Jon Nite
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Justin Ebach
Justin Ebach
Producer
Jimmy Harnen
Jimmy Harnen
Executive Producer
Joey LaPorta
Joey LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The sunset lights through an amber bottle into a full glass
It never used to take this long to throw back
Now every time I pour one out, I go back
Instead of drownin' out, I'm drownin' in the past
[Chorus]
And it tastes like
Kentucky bourbon on your lips
Fingers laced behind my neck
The way my name rolled off your kiss
Still gets me
Burnin' like Mulholland nights
Kissin' salt air off your skin
Parked above the city lights
How do I
I go there with somebody new
Can't even have a drink or two
It doesn't matter what I do
It still tastes like you
[Verse 2]
Every tight black dress I see on the dance floor
Every time my eyes meet eyes that ain't yours
It makes me wish that I could have just one more
Drink without thinkin' 'bout how I'm drinkin' without you now
[Chorus]
And it tastes like
Kentucky bourbon on your lips
Fingers laced behind my neck
The way my name rolled off your kiss
Still gets me
Burnin' like Mulholland nights
Kissin' salt air off your skin
Parked above the city lights
How do I
I go there with somebody new
Can't even have a drink or two
It doesn't matter what I do
It still tastes like you
[Bridge]
And it feels like, yeah
And it hurts like, mm
[Chorus]
And it tastes like
Kentucky bourbon on your lips
Fingers laced behind my neck
The way my name rolled off your kiss
Still gets me
Burnin' like Mulholland nights
Kissin' salt air off your skin
Parked above the city lights
How do I
I go there with somebody new
Can't even have a drink or two
It doesn't matter what I do
It still tastes like you
[Outro]
(It still tastes like)
It still tastes like you
(It still tastes like) Oh
It still tastes like you
(It still tastes like) Oh
(It still tastes like) Oh
(It still tastes like) Oh
It still tastes like you
Written by: Brett Young, Jon Nite, Justin Ebach, Noah Needleman
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