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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vanilla Fudge
Vanilla Fudge
Performer
Tim Bogert
Tim Bogert
Vocals
Shadow Morton
Shadow Morton
Conductor
Carmine Appice
Carmine Appice
Drums
Vinnie Martell
Vinnie Martell
Guitar
Mark Stein
Mark Stein
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rod Argent
Rod Argent
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shadow Morton
Shadow Morton
Producer
Bill Stahl
Bill Stahl
Engineer
Joe Veneri
Joe Veneri
Engineer

Lyrics

No one told me about her, the way she lied. Well, no one told me about her, how many people cried. But it's too late to say you're sorry. How would I know, why should I care? Please, don't bother tryin' to find her, She's not there. Ooh, nobody told me about her. What could I do? Well, no one told me about her though they all knew. But it's too late to say you're sorry. How would I know, why should I care? Please, don't bother tryin' to find her, She's not there. Well, let me tell you 'bout the way she looks, The way she acted, the color of her hair. Her voice was soft and cool, Her eyes were clear and bright but she's not there. But it's too late to say you're sorry. How would I know, why should I care? Please, don't bother tryin' to find her, She's not there. Well, let me tell you 'bout the way she looks, The way she acted, the color of her hair. Her voice was soft and cool, Her eyes were clear and bright but she's not there.
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