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Pickleball

3:34americana Album Pale, Through the Window 2025-09-12

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Description

Mixing Engineer, Producer, Mastering Engineer, Composer Lyricist: Jarrad K

Recording Engineer: Alex Gilson

Mastering Engineer: Paul Blakemore

Composer Lyricist, Vocalist: Ruston Kelly

Background Vocalist: Abigail Kelly

Lyrics and translation

Original

Take three!
She was sitting waiting under the streetlight, when I pulled up in my truck at the east side. Why, I don't know why I was kinda sweating bullets.
Maybe 'cause I was kinda pushing closer to the edge.
From the jump, I knew something was different. Head first, diving deep from the first one.
She aimed, I was sitting on my couch in August. I'm telling her how many years I've fought this.
She said, "I don't ever wanna see you like that.
" I guess I ain't got a choice but never turn back. Fill my soul with solid gold.
I'm complete, I'm whole.
All I know is where you go, I will go, I will.
Something about her shook me up from the inside.
Ten eighties only, baby, that's all I want in my life. Take my hand and drag me out of the party.
I'm sick of burning out saying sorry.
She said, "I don't ever wanna see you like that. " I guess I ain't got a choice but never turn back.
Fill my soul with solid gold. I'm complete, I'm whole.
All I know is where you go, I will go, I will.
She said, "I don't ever wanna see you like that.
" I guess I ain't got a choice but never turning back. Fill my soul with solid gold.
I'm complete, I'm whole.
All I know is where you go, I will go, I will.

English translation

Take three!
She was sitting waiting under the streetlight, when I pulled up in my truck at the east side. Why, I don't know why I was kinda sweating bullets.
Maybe 'cause I was kinda pushing closer to the edge.
From the jump, I knew something was different. Head first, diving deep from the first one.
She aimed, I was sitting on my couch in August. I'm telling her how many years I've fought this.
She said, "I don't ever wanna see you like that.
" I guess I ain't got a choice but never turn back. Fill my soul with solid gold.
I'm complete, I'm whole.
All I know is where you go, I will go, I will.
Something about her shook me up from the inside.
Ten eighties only, baby, that's all I want in my life. Take my hand and drag me out of the party.
I'm sick of burning out saying sorry.
She said, "I don't ever wanna see you like that. " I guess I ain't got a choice but never turn back.
Fill my soul with solid gold. I'm complete, I'm whole.
All I know is where you go, I will go, I will.
She said, "I don't ever wanna see you like that.
" I guess I ain't got a choice but never turning back. Fill my soul with solid gold.
I'm complete, I'm whole.
All I know is where you go, I will go, I will.

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