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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tina Turner
Vocals
Terry Britten
Guitar
Pete Lincoln
Acoustic Guitar
Absolute
Musician
Dave Clews
Other Instrument
Graham Stack
Other Instrument
Johnny Douglas
Musician
Marcus Brown
Other Instrument
Mark Taylor
Keyboards
Bryan Adams
Background Vocals
Tracy Ackerman
Background Vocals
Pino Palladino
Bass Guitar
Adam Phililps
Guitar
Alan Ross
Guitar
Milton McDonald
Guitar
Phil Hudson
Guitar
Phil Palmer
Guitar
Peter Hope Evans
Harmonica
Duncan Mackay
Horn
Mike Stevens
Horn
Nichol Thompson
Horn
Bruno Bridges
Programming
The London Musicians Orchestra
Strings
Steve Sidwell
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Dore
Songwriter
Terry Britten
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terry Britten
Producer
Brian Tench
Engineer
Damon Iddins
Engineer
Doug Sax
Mastering Engineer
Marc Lane
Recording Engineer
Paul Wright III
Recording Engineer
Ren Swan
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Some folks say there's a price on love
Watch your freedom go, watch your freedom go
Just can't breathe when you're 'hand in glove'
Watch your freedom go, baby, I don't know
But how can they mean it?
How come they give it up?
How long until they see
The modern laws of lovin' don't apply to me?
Twenty four seven, stay here with me
Twenty four seven, throw away the key
Twenty four seven, I don't wanna be free
You get by if you kiss and tell
Hear the people say, hear the people say
Two strong hearts gotta share one cell
Hear the people say but it ain't my way
How can they mean it? How come they add it up?
I'll give my heart and my soul
If loving you is prison, I don't need parole
Twenty four seven, stay here with me
Twenty four seven, throw away the key
Twenty four seven, I don't wanna be free, free, free
Twenty four seven, around the clock
Twenty four seven, I never want it to stop
Twenty four seven, mm, here with me
I'm gonna count the time
That you're gonna be mine
Seven days a week
Twenty four hours ain't enough for me
How can they mean it
How come they add it up
I'm gonna give my heart and my soul
If loving you is prison, I don't need parole
Twenty four seven, stay here with me
Twenty four seven, throw away the key
Twenty four seven, I don't wanna be free free free
Twenty four seven, stay here with me (with me)
Twenty four seven, throw away the key (the key)
Twenty four seven
I wanna twenty four seven
The key, the key, the key
Twenty four seven
Nonstop, whoa
Twenty four seven
Twenty four seven
I wanna twenty four seven
Writer(s): Charlie Dore, Terry Britten
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