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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Little Feat
Performer
Lowell George
Guitar
Bonnie Raitt
Background Vocals
Emmylou Harris
Background Vocals
Fran Tate
Background Vocals
Richie Hayward
Drums
Ken Gradney
Bass
Paul Barrere
Guitar
Bill Payne
Keyboards
Sam Clayton
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lowell George
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lowell George
Producer
George Massenburg
Engineer
Letras
I gave you high steppin' slippers
But you still can't move your feat
And it's cold in the morning
So i turn away at the heat
You say faster so i speed up
But still i'm much too slow
I feel your innuendo
You got all the answers, least they say you do
But when i start to strut my stuff
You say "hey it ain't time to go"
That ain't what i've been told
Guess i better meet you down the road
Down the road
You know sometimes i wanna steal away and stare
Until my face it touch the ground
My dinner in chicago, oh my breakfast down the line
If you don't hear from me girl, i hope you're feelin' fine
'Cause i've been doin' time, hope you're feelin' fine
Call me up, catch a plane
But don't think of taking another game
'Cause my regular lady she gets my pocket change
Do you want my every thought
Well come over here and try to get me off
Won't you please me
Shake your dignity
Put a little on me
On me, on me, on me
Writer(s): Steve Earle, Jimbeau Hinson, Tony Ersic Brown
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