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• Artiste: Morgan Wallen
• Titre: LA Night
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This hotel says "No smoking" She's outside with the door straight open T-shirt, nothin' underneath it Sativa dancin' right on her lips I'm on a bed sippin' red Johnny Walker Strummin' chords tryna write her a song She don't know it, but I just caught her singin' along, singin' along You're too damn pretty to be thinkin' 'bout sleep Baby, come back inside and help me tangle these sheets Twist some lime in your liquor, leave some glitter on me Stop my world on a dime, it's only quarter past 3 Don't want nothin' on you but the TV light Get you high as a hill with the Hollywood sign You wake up in love with some bloodshot eyes Blame it on a country boy on a L.A. night Come, get to free-fallin' You're stayin' up like the stars up in Mulholland I'm ridin' off in the sunrise down Sunset But, baby, we ain't there yet You're too damn pretty to be thinkin' 'bout sleep Baby, come back inside and help me tangle these sheets Twist some lime in your liquor, leave some glitter on me Stop my world on a dime, it's only quarter past 3 Don't want nothin' on you but the TV light Get you high as a hill with the Hollywood sign You wake up in love with some bloodshot eyes Blame it on a country boy on a L.A. night A L.A. night Thinkin' 'bout a L.A. night in the broad daylight With a smile on your face I'm thinkin' 'bout the way that you fell with me On a bed sippin' red Johnny Walker Strummin' chords tryna write her a song You don't know it, but I just caught you singin' along, singin' along You're too damn pretty to be thinkin' 'bout sleep Baby, come back inside and help me tangle these sheets Twist some lime in your liquor, leave some glitter on me Stop my world on a dime, it's only quarter past 3 Don't want nothin' on you but the TV light Get you high as a hill with the Hollywood sign You wake up in love with some bloodshot eyes Blame it on a country boy on a L.A. night A L.A. night A L.A. night A L.A. night