Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christopher Cross
Christopher Cross
Vocals
Alexandra Brown
Alexandra Brown
Background Vocals
Khalig Glover
Khalig Glover
Background Vocals
Lynn Blythe Davis
Lynn Blythe Davis
Background Vocals
Portia Griffin
Portia Griffin
Background Vocals
Richard Marx
Richard Marx
Background Vocals
Vesta Williams
Vesta Williams
Background Vocals
Joe Chemay
Joe Chemay
Bass Guitar
John Robinson
John Robinson
Drums
Michael Omartian
Michael Omartian
Keyboards
Gary Herbig
Gary Herbig
Saxophone
Kim Hutchcroft
Kim Hutchcroft
Saxophone
Marcus Ryle
Marcus Ryle
Synthesizer
Chuck Findley
Chuck Findley
Trumpet
Gary Grant
Gary Grant
Trumpet
Jerry Hey
Jerry Hey
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Cross
Christopher Cross
Songwriter
John Bettis
John Bettis
Songwriter
Michael Omartian
Michael Omartian
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Linett
Mark Linett
Assistant Engineer
John Guess
John Guess
Mixing Engineer
Michael Omartian
Michael Omartian
Producer
Steve Hall
Steve Hall
Mastering Engineer
James Wofford
James Wofford
Assistant Engineer
Laura Livingston
Laura Livingston
Assistant Engineer
Tom Fouce
Tom Fouce
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

I'm waking up in the same old way But I can't shake you out of the dream And every time that I close my eyes I see her face like a star on the TV screen They all keep asking, "Where you been after dark?" I say that kinda girl, she kinda grows on a heart And I know, and I know, and I know It doesn't come any better (better, better, better) That girl, she makes me sing She gives me things that only love can bring That girl (that girl) Ooh, yeah, makes me sing If you think I'm losing my cool, that's true But I bet you'd do the same if you felt the flame of her fire She likes to make you crazy with love And I let her I know it doesn't come any better That girl, she makes me sing She gives me things that only love can bring That girl (that girl) Ooh, yeah, makes me sing I watch the guys, I see their eyes (i see their eyes as she walks by) She knows she's fine, I know she's mine 'C-c-c-cause she digs me That girl, she makes me sing 'cause she She gives me things that only love can bring That girl (that girl) Ooh, yeah, she makes me sing That girl, she makes me sing, 'cause she Gives me things that only love can bring That girl (that girl) Ooh, yeah, she makes me sing That girl, she makes me sing She gives me things that only love can bring That girl (that girl) Ooh, yeah, she makes me sing That girl (that girl), it doesn't come any better That girl (that girl), she makes me sing That girl (that girl), it doesn't come any better That girl (that girl), she makes me sing That girl (that girl), it doesn't come any better That girl (that girl), she makes me sing That girl (that girl), it doesn't come any better That girl (that girl), she makes me sing That girl (that girl), it doesn't come any better That girl (that girl), she makes me sing That girl (that girl), it doesn't come any better That girl (that girl), she makes me sing That girl (that girl), it doesn't come any better
Writer(s): John Bettis, Christopher C. Cross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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