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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Walker Hayes
Walker Hayes
Acoustic Guitar
Evan Hutchings
Evan Hutchings
Drums
Kris Donegan
Kris Donegan
Electric Guitar
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Synthesizer
Tony Lucido
Tony Lucido
Bass
David Huff
David Huff
Programming
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Walker Hayes
Walker Hayes
Songwriter
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Songwriter
Sam Summer
Sam Summer
Songwriter
Nick Ruth
Nick Ruth
Songwriter
Sean Smalls
Sean Smalls
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Walker Hayes
Walker Hayes
Producer
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Producer
David Huff
David Huff
Editing Engineer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Nash Overstreet
Nash Overstreet
Producer
Joe Baldridge
Joe Baldridge
Recording Engineer
Joe Trentacosti
Joe Trentacosti
Assistant Engineer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Hope you made it out west safe and sound Hope your Honda didn't break down And you took time to walk around Joshua Tree Small towns ain't stupid, you know I always knew you would go People like you don't get old With people like me (no, they don't) I hope you're living out by the ocean That's where you always said you were goin' L.A. baby, on sunset drivin' City of angels, you should fit right in You want the part, baby, go get it Can't wait to see your name in those credits Hope you find yourself but selfishly I hope you miss me I hope you miss me (ayy) I hope you don't get homesick onе time And it's all callbacks and sunshine And you find someonе to run lines With while you learn 'em (While you learn 'em, while you learn 'em, while you learn 'em) I hope you run in to your girl crush JLo While you shoppin' on Rodeo And she cool as you always hoped she'd be in person I hope you're living out by the ocean That's where you always said you were goin' L,A. baby, on sunset drivin' City of angels, you should fit right in You want the part, baby, go get it Can't wait to see your name in those credits Hope you find yourself but selfishly (ayy) I hope you miss me Selfishly And when you finally get that star (finally get that star) On Hollywood Boulevard (on Hollywood Boulevard) Just remember I called it on the hood of your car (hey) I hope you're living out by the ocean That's where you always said you were goin' Ayy, if it's the city of angels, you should fit right in You want the part, baby, go get it (go get it) Can't wait to see your name in those credits Hope you find yourself but selfishly (ayy) I hope you miss me Sometimes it's stupid, you know I always knew you would go People like you don't get old With people like me (I hope you miss me) Sometimes it's stupid, you know I always knew you would go People like you don't get old With people like me (I hope you miss me)
Writer(s): Shane Mcanally, Walker Hayes, Nick Ruth, Sean Small, Sam Sumser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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