Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dierks Bentley
Vocals
Jon Randall
Background Vocals
Shani Gandhi
Background Vocals
Ross Copperman
Programming
Reid Shippen
Programming
Danny Rader
Electric Guitar
Brandon Towles
Programming
Chad Cromwell
Drums
Craig Young
Bass
Jedd Hughes
Electric Guitar
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Jimmy Wallace
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jimmy Allen
Songwriter
Wesley Scantlin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Randall
Producer
Katelyn Prieboy
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mary Hilliard Harrington
Producer
Shani Gandhi
Editing Engineer
Casey Wood
Editing Engineer
Ross Copperman
Producer
Justin Cortelyou
Editing Engineer
Reid Shippen
Mixing Engineer
Danny Rader
Additional Engineer
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
She loves her mama, don't do drama
Heart of gold, salt of the earth
Holds her whiskey, knows her Whitley, talkin' old school every word
She's an angel like if LA was a town in Tennessee
And she'd be mine except for just one little thing
She hates me
My hair, my truck, my dog, my music makes her crazy
She done been there, done that, ain't coming back, no maybes
Thought one day, we'd be on some acres raising babies
She should be falling, only problem is she hates me
I'm pretty likable in spite of all the things she told her friends
I thought we hit it off until she called to say, "Don't call again"
I woulda bet that we were headed for a set of wedding bands
There's just one little hiccup in my plans
She hates me
My hair, my truck, my dog, my music makes her crazy
She done been there, done that, ain't coming back, no maybes
Thought one day, we'd be on some acres raising babies
She should be falling, only problem is she hates me (hates me)
Yeah, we were meant to be, she don't know it yet
But just wait and see, even though she says
She hates me
She hates me
My hair, my truck, my dog, my music makes her crazy
She done been there, done that, ain't coming back, no maybes
Thought one day, we'd be on some acres raising babies
She should be falling, only problem is she hates me
She hates me
She hates me
Man, I don't think she likes you
Yeah, it's kinda-, kinda starting to feel like that
Writer(s): Wesley Reid Scantlin, Ross Copperman, Dierks Bentley, Richard Chase Mcgill, Ashley Glenn Gorley, Jimmy Allen
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