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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bette Midler
Bette Midler
Vocals
Billy May
Billy May
Conductor
Robbie Buchanan
Robbie Buchanan
Keyboards
Arnold McCuller
Arnold McCuller
Background Vocals
Carmen Twillie
Carmen Twillie
Background Vocals
David Lasley
David Lasley
Background Vocals
Don Shelton
Don Shelton
Background Vocals
Eugene van Buren
Eugene van Buren
Background Vocals
Joann Harris
Joann Harris
Background Vocals
John West
John West
Background Vocals
Jon Joyce
Jon Joyce
Background Vocals
Kevin Dorsey
Kevin Dorsey
Background Vocals
Lorraine Feather
Lorraine Feather
Background Vocals
MorganAmes
MorganAmes
Background Vocals
Randy Crenshaw
Randy Crenshaw
Background Vocals
Dave Grusin
Dave Grusin
Keyboards
Marc Shaiman
Marc Shaiman
Keyboards
Mike Lang
Mike Lang
Keyboards
Randy Kerber
Randy Kerber
Keyboards
Claude Gaudette
Claude Gaudette
Synthesizer
Joe Mardin
Joe Mardin
Synthesizer
Jack Sheldon
Jack Sheldon
Trumpet
James Caan
James Caan
Vocals
Artie Kane
Artie Kane
Musician
Michael Lang
Michael Lang
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Livingston
Jay Livingston
Songwriter
Ray Evans
Ray Evans
Songwriter
Arif Mardin
Arif Mardin
Arranger
Billy May
Billy May
Arranger
Robbie Buchanan
Robbie Buchanan
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Arif Mardin
Arif Mardin
Producer
Don Murray
Don Murray
Mixing Engineer
Michael O'Reilly
Michael O'Reilly
Mixing Engineer
Joey Sill
Joey Sill
Producer
Bob Schaper
Bob Schaper
Recording Engineer
Jack Joseph Puig
Jack Joseph Puig
Recording Engineer
Joey Wolpert
Joey Wolpert
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

"Here she is, direct from the convent, Miss Dixie Leonard" I was alone on a shelf In a world by myself. Oh, where could my prince charming be? But a man came along, Made my life like a song, And taught me these words of ecstasy, Tenderly. I want some huggin' and some squeezin' And some muggin' and some teasin' And some stuff like that there. I want some pettin' and some spoonin' And some happy honeymoonin' And some stuff like that there. I used to think that love Was just a lot o' rubbish; A mess o' cabbage, a mess o' cabbage. But now my attitude Is wholly lovey dovish, And baby, you, you've done it! I want some kissin' and some hopin' And some missin' and some mopin' And some stuff like that there. I want some leapin' and some chasin' And some weepin' and some pacin' And some stuff like that there. And when I get a certain feelin' I confess it. There's really only one expression to express it. I want some huggin' and some squeezin' And some muggin' and some teasin' And some leapin' and some chasin' And some weepin' and some pacin' And some stuff, I want some stuff like that there. I used to think romance was bunk, A double mickey for the ickey. But all at once my heart was sunk, And baby, you, you've done it! I want some kissin' and some hopin' And some missin' and some mopin' And some stuff like that there. I want some leapin' and some chasin' And some weepin' and some pacin' And some stuff like that there. And when i get a certain feelin' i confess it. There's really only one expression to express it. I want some huggin', squeezin', Muggin', teasin' and some stuff, Stuff like that there! Oooooooooh!
Writer(s): Raymond B. Evans, Jay Livingston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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