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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thomas Bell
Thomas Bell
Conductor
Barbara Ingram
Barbara Ingram
Background Vocals
Carla Benson
Carla Benson
Background Vocals
Yvette Benton
Yvette Benton
Background Vocals
Bob Babbitt
Bob Babbitt
Bass Guitar
Andrew Smith
Andrew Smith
Drums
Bobby Eli
Bobby Eli
Guitar
Paolo NoiseLeRoy Bell
Paolo NoiseLeRoy Bell
Guitar
Tony Bell Sr.
Tony Bell Sr.
Guitar
MFSB
MFSB
Orchestra
Larry Washington
Larry Washington
Percussion
Billy Henderson
Billy Henderson
Vocals
Bobby Smith
Bobby Smith
Vocals
Henry Fambrough
Henry Fambrough
Vocals
Pervis Jackson
Pervis Jackson
Vocals
Philippe Wynn
Philippe Wynn
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Bell
Thomas Bell
Arranger
Linda Creed
Linda Creed
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Bell
Thomas Bell
Producer
Don Murray
Don Murray
Engineer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

Hand me down my walkin' cane Hand me down my hat Hurry now and don't be late 'Cause we ain't got time to chat You and me we're goin' out To catch the latest sound Guaranteed to blow your mind So high you won't come down Hey ya'll prepare yourself for the rubberband man, yeah You've never heard a sound Like the rubberband man You're bound to lose control When the rubberband starts to jam Now how much do you think there'd be At the club outside of town? I was so surprised I was hypnotized By the sound this cat put down When I seen that short, fat man Stretch a band between his toes Hey, I laughed so hard 'Cause the man got down When he finally reached his goal Hey ya'll prepare yourself for the rubberband man, man You've never heard a sound Like the rubberband man You're bound to lose control When the rubberband starts to jam Now how much you think that this man could stand? Huh Too much really, face down One man Hold on, get the crew now Feel the grove, y'all Rubberman, my man (ow!) Got it goin' on, yeah! Rubberman, man Rubberman, man I whip that groove behind I've got to jam with my rubberman I've got to jam with that rubberman I've got to jam with my rubberman I've got to jam, dog, with that rubberman Twang, twang, twang, twang Twang, twang, twang I've got to jam with that rubberman I wanna jam, dog, with that rubberman
Writer(s): Linda Creed, Thomas Randolph Bell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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