Janie came home for the summer
She fell in love with the bass player's brother
Playing cop under covers
Slick hands like butter
He had a buzzcut, August of '90
She was a box dyed blonde in a pipe dream
Love is a car chase
Crash into mistakes
Sooner or later you're packing a suitcase
Singin' like
Come on, baby, tell me that you hate me
You're running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
Give me some tough love, baby
Say it isn't me that's got you
Running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
It's alright
It's alright
Hot blood in the summer
She fell in love with the bass player's brother
Couple years down the gutter
But Janie, you can't change him
Like a haircut, Mr. America
He took a paper heart just to tear it up
Love is a car chase
Crash into mistakes
Sooner or later
You're packing up, packing up, packing up
Come on, baby, tell me that you hate me
You're running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
Give me some tough love, baby
Say it isn't me that's got you
Running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright
Come on, baby, tell me that you hate me
You're running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
Give me some tough love, baby
Say it isn't me that's got you
Running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
It's alright
Come on, baby
C-c-come on, baby
Bass Player's Brother Video (MV)
Performed By: Valley
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: Alex DiMauro, Chase Lawrence, Karah James, Rob Laska, Trent Dabbs
Valley - Bass Player's Brother Lyrics
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Janie came home for the summer
She fell in love with the bass player's brother
Playing cop under covers
Slick hands like butter
He had a buzzcut, August of '90
She was a box dyed blonde in a pipe dream
Love is a car chase
Crash into mistakes
Sooner or later you're packing a suitcase
Singin' like
Come on, baby, tell me that you hate me
You're running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
Give me some tough love, baby
Say it isn't me that's got you
Running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
It's alright
It's alright
Hot blood in the summer
She fell in love with the bass player's brother
Couple years down the gutter
But Janie, you can't change him
Like a haircut, Mr. America
He took a paper heart just to tear it up
Love is a car chase
Crash into mistakes
Sooner or later
You're packing up, packing up, packing up
Come on, baby, tell me that you hate me
You're running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
Give me some tough love, baby
Say it isn't me that's got you
Running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright
Come on, baby, tell me that you hate me
You're running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
Give me some tough love, baby
Say it isn't me that's got you
Running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
It's alright
Come on, baby
C-c-come on, baby
She fell in love with the bass player's brother
Playing cop under covers
Slick hands like butter
He had a buzzcut, August of '90
She was a box dyed blonde in a pipe dream
Love is a car chase
Crash into mistakes
Sooner or later you're packing a suitcase
Singin' like
Come on, baby, tell me that you hate me
You're running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
Give me some tough love, baby
Say it isn't me that's got you
Running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
It's alright
It's alright
Hot blood in the summer
She fell in love with the bass player's brother
Couple years down the gutter
But Janie, you can't change him
Like a haircut, Mr. America
He took a paper heart just to tear it up
Love is a car chase
Crash into mistakes
Sooner or later
You're packing up, packing up, packing up
Come on, baby, tell me that you hate me
You're running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
Give me some tough love, baby
Say it isn't me that's got you
Running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright
Come on, baby, tell me that you hate me
You're running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
Give me some tough love, baby
Say it isn't me that's got you
Running in circles in my mind
Heartache to heartache
It's alright
Come on, baby
C-c-come on, baby
Writer: Alex DiMauro, Chase Lawrence, Karah James, Rob Laska, Trent Dabbs
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC