Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michelle Branch
Lead Vocals
Rick Nowels
Keyboards
Wayne Rodrigues
Programming
Chester Thompson
Organ
Benny Rietveld
Bass Guitar
Brian Collier
Drums
Karl Perazzo
Percussion
Raul Rekow
Congas
Julius Melendez
Trumpet
Marty Wehner
Trombone
Andy Vargas
Additional Vocals
Tony Lindsay
Additional Vocals
Niki Haris
Background Vocals
Siedah Garrett
Background Vocals
Rusty Anderson
Electric Guitar
Jeff Cressman
Trombone
Bill Ortiz
Trumpet
Carlos Santana
Lead Electric Guitar
Luis Conte
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rick Nowels
Songwriter
Gregg Alexander
Songwriter
Jeff Cressman
Horn Arranger
Bill Ortiz
Horn Arranger
Carlos Santana
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rick Nowels
Producer
Jim Gaines
Recording Engineer
Chris Garcia
Recording Engineer
Randy Wine
Recording Engineer
Greg Collins
Recording Engineer
Michael Rosen
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Kieron Menzies
Assistant Engineer
Scott Holderby
Assistant Engineer
Ben Conrad
Assistant Engineer
Alan Veucasovic
Assistant Engineer
Gregg Alexander
Producer
Josh Weaver
Editing Engineer
Lyrics
Tell me just what you want me to be
One kiss, and boom, you're the only one for me
So please tell me, why don't you come around no more?
'Cause right now, I'm crying outside the door of your candy store
It just takes a little bit of this, a little bit of that
It started with a kiss, now we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs, a little bit of pain
I'm telling you, my babe, it's all in the game of love
It's whatever you make it to be
Sunshine instead of this cold lonely sea
So please, baby, try and use me for what I'm good for
It ain't saying goodbye, it's knocking down the door of your candy store
It just takes a little bit of this, a little bit of that
It started with a kiss, now we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs, a little bit of pain
I'm telling you, my babe, it's all in the game of love
It's all in this game of love
You roll me, control me, console me
Please hold me
You guide me, divide me into one, whoa
Ooh-ooh-ooh
So please tell me, why don't you come around no more?
'Cause right now, I'm dying outside the door of your loving store
It just takes a little bit of this, a little bit of that
It started with a kiss, now we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs, a little bit of pain
I'm telling you, my babe, it's all in the game of love (a little bit of this)
It's all in this game of love (a little bit of that)
It's all in the game of love (a little bit of laughs)
Let's play the game of love (a little bit of pain)
Roll me, control me, please, hold me (a little bit of this, a little bit of that)
(Make me feel good, yeah)
(A little bit of laughs, a little bit of pain)
I'm out here on my own, on my own
(A little bit of this, a little bit of that)
(A little bit of laughs, a little bit of pain)
Writer(s): Gregg Alexander, Rick W Jr Nowels
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