More songs by Lainey Wilson
Description
Producer: Lainey Wilson
Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Handclaps, Programming, Producer: Aslan Freeman
Recorded By: John Barrett
Keyboards, Electric Guitar, Handclaps, Additional Production: Kevin Nolan
Drums & Percussion, Handclaps, Additional Production: Matt Nolan
Bass Guitar, Handclaps, Additional Production: Tommy Scifres
Sound Engineer: Tommy Bosustow
Mixer: Jason Hall
Mixer: Jay Joyce
Sound Engineer: Andrew Mendelson
Background Vocals: Sav Madigan
A& R: Katie Kerkhover
A& R Coordinator: Kennedy Nickerson
A& R Admin: Aimee Nadeau
Composer: Lainey Wilson
Composer: Aslan Freeman
Composer: Kevin Nolan
Composer: Matt Nolan
Composer: Tommy Scifres
Composer: Meg McRee
Lyrics and translation
Original
Me and the boys
Abbey Road Studios
Take 573
I got my high-heeled feet
Up on this leopard love seat
And a little bit of money to spend
Well, I'm about damn certain that I'm gonna put a hurtin'
On this big ol' bottle of sin
I got my motor runnin'
Yeah, you can hear me comin'
Around the mountain of a long neck bend
'Cause I'm a homegrown, roll your own, light it up life of the party
Yeah, I'm a last call, wrecking ball, I'm tellin' y'all I'm just gettin' started
I'm fillin' up these jeans like I do my cup
Throwback, throw down, bell-bottoms up
I'm in an old-school mood
Like a needle in a groove
It's a honky-tonk time machine
I'll put the peace sign away and let the bird out the cage
If you think I give a ____ what you think
Let's get it spinnin', y'all, just like a disco ball
We breakin' hearts, we ain't breakin' the law
I'm a homegrown, roll your own, light it up life of the party
Yeah, I'm a last call, wrecking ball, I'm tellin' y'all I'm just gettin' started
I'm fillin' up these jeans like I do my cup
Throwback, throw down, bell-bottoms up
We put the bottom in the bell, put the raise in the hell
Run the train off the rails
We put the wild in the hair, blowin' smoke everywhere
On a whiskey-bent wing and a prayer
Well, I'm a homegrown, roll your own, light it up life of the party
Yeah, I'm a last call, wrecking ball, I'm tellin' y'all I'm just gettin' started
I'm fillin' up these jeans like I do my cup
Throwback, throw down, bell-bottoms
Line 'em up, shoot 'em back if you got 'em
Throwback, throw down, bell-bottoms up
Bell-bottoms up
Bell-bottoms up
Bell-bottoms up