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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thomas Rhett
Vocals
Dann Huff
Electric Guitar
Jesse Frasure
Programming
Justin Niebank
Programming
David Huff
Programming
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass Guitar
Charlie Judge
Synthesiser
Chris Kimmerer
Drums
Matt Dragstrem
Background Vocals
Josh Reedy
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Rhett
Songwriter
Matt Dragstrem
Songwriter
Josh Thompson
Songwriter
Ernest Keith Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dann Huff
Producer
Jesse Frasure
Producer
Joe Baldridge
Recording Engineer
Joel McKenney
Assistant Recording Engineer
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Drew Bollman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
David Huff
Editing Engineer
Chris Small
Editing Engineer
Lyrics
It happens every time
We pop that top, squeeze that lime
I get to feelin' like a Buffett song
Blame it on your sun-kissed tan
Your hand there in my hand
Every day's a trip that you send me on
It don't take much and it won't take long
Till I'm goin', goin', gone and
We let that sun do its sunset thing
I pour a little pull me closer whiskey drink
I'm just happy to be sittin' in your southern breeze
So come and kiss me like you did when we were 17
Your green eyes got me goin'
Off where them waves are rollin'
Livin' on your summertime
If you wonder what lovin' you looks like
I call it paradise
Yeah, call me crazy but I'm just a ukulele
On your white sand beach that you're strummin' on
Long as I'm the melody
I'd say I'm one lucky me
If I get to be the song that you're hummin' on
It don't take much and it won't take long
Until I'm goin', goin', gone and
We let that sun do its sunset thing
I pour a little pull-me-closer whiskey drink
I'm just happy to be sittin' in your southern breeze
So come and kiss me like you did when we were seventeen
Your green eyes got me goin'
Off where them waves are rollin'
Livin' on your summertime
If you wonder what lovin' you looks like
I call it paradise
I call it paradise, oh yeah
Yeah, girl, when we're together
I go to sunny weather
Yeah, you make perfect better every time
Your kiss is just so magic
One touch it's automatic
Like that, I'm soakin' up the blue in your sky and
We let that sun do its sunset thing
I pour a little pull-me-closer whiskey drink
I'm just happy to be floatin' in your southern breeze
So come and kiss me like you did when we were seventeen
Your green eyes got me goin'
Off where them waves are rollin'
Livin' on your summertime
If you wonder what lovin' you looks like
I call it paradise
I call it paradise, oh yeah
Writer(s): Thomas Rhett Akins, Matt Dragstrem, Josh Thompson, Ernest Keith Smith
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