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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lady Gaga
Lady Gaga
Vocals
Thomas Brenneck
Thomas Brenneck
Guitar
BloodPop®
BloodPop®
Synthesizer
Hillary Lindsey
Hillary Lindsey
Background Vocals
Homer Steinweiss
Homer Steinweiss
Drums
Joshua Homme
Joshua Homme
Slide Guitar
Leon Michels
Leon Michels
Keyboards
Nicholas Movshon
Nicholas Movshon
Bass Guitar
Sean Ono Lennon
Sean Ono Lennon
Slide Guitar
Victor Axelrod
Victor Axelrod
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Ronson
Mark Ronson
Songwriter
Joshua Tillman
Joshua Tillman
Songwriter
Thomas Brenneck
Thomas Brenneck
Songwriter
Stefani Germanotta
Stefani Germanotta
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lady Gaga
Lady Gaga
Producer
Mark Ronson
Mark Ronson
Producer
BloodPop®
BloodPop®
Producer
Abby Echiverri
Abby Echiverri
Assistant Engineer
Brandon Bost
Brandon Bost
Assistant Mixing Engineer
David Covell
David Covell
Assistant Engineer
Ed McEntee
Ed McEntee
Assistant Engineer
Jens Jungkurth
Jens Jungkurth
Engineer
Joe Visciano
Joe Visciano
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Joshua Blair
Joshua Blair
Engineer
Justin Smith
Justin Smith
Mixing Engineer
Matthew Cullen
Matthew Cullen
Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Came down the mountain Dragging our love affair Got on a pretty little number I'm wearing you still There was a hell of a scene At Daddy's feast Nobody saw it coming but the Little red devil in me He has a funny way Sayin' forever too fast Don't get mad, can't blame a tramp For something he don't have I get on my knees and beg you Hear my sinner's prayer I am what I am And I don't wanna break the heart Of any other man but you, but you, oh Hear my sinner's prayer It's the only one I know It sure as hell don't rhyme but It's as good as, good as, good as Good as gold Got a baby sister Who looks just like me And she wants nothing more Than a man to please Maybe she's in too deep Her love for him ain't cheap But it breaks, just like a knock-off piece from Fulton Street The man's got a gift for getting what he wants He's thirsty when he drinks Gets on the brink, and throws her off I get on my knees and beg you Hear my sinner's prayer I am what I am And I don't wanna break the heart Of any other man but you, but you, oh Hear my sinner's prayer It's the only one I know It sure as hell don't rhyme But it's as good as, good as, good as Good as gold Good as, good as, good as, good as gold I can carry you but not your ghosts Wish I had the faith but, I don't know, oh Hear my sinner's prayer I am what I am And I don't wanna break the heart Of any other man but you, but you, oh Hear my sinner's prayer The only one I know It sure as hell don't rhyme But it's as good as, good as, good as Good as gold Good as, good as, good as Good as gold Good as, good as Good as gold Good as, good as, good as Good as gold Good as, good as, good as Good as gold
Writer(s): Mark Ronson, Stefani Germanotta, Thomas Brenneck, Josh Tillman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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