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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Technicolors
The Technicolors
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Silverman
Sean Silverman
Composer
Brennan Smiley
Brennan Smiley
Lyrics
Mike Nicolette
Mike Nicolette
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Silverman
Sean Silverman
Producer
Brennan Smiley
Brennan Smiley
Producer
Robert Adam Stevenson
Robert Adam Stevenson
Producer

Lyrics

Black velvet on God
Gold Fang cuts a little too soft
You got talent, you got charm
Or cheap thoughts that got a little too smart
Oooh, cool your jets and make it news
Got everybody lookin at you
If it gets you off gets me high
You jealous? Oh my God
Gold fang got the poison I want
So pull me over or put me in park
Amphetamine preacher out dancin with the dogs
Oooh, cool your jets and make it news
Got everybody lookin at you
If it gets you off gets me high
High
Every.
Body.
Looking.
At.
You, cool your jets and make a move
Got everybody lookin at you
If it gets you off gets me high
Gets you off gets me high
Written by: Brennan Smiley, Mike Nicolette, Sean Silverman
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