Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
The Raconteurs
Intérprete
Brendan Benson
Canto
Jack White III
Piano
Wayne Jackson
Corno
Jack L.J. Lawrence
Bajo
Dean Fertita
Clavinet
Patrick Keeler
Batería
Dirk Powell
Violín
Jack Hale
Corno
Tom McGinley
Corno
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Brendan Benson
Composición
John Anthony White
Composición
The Raconteurs
Arreglista
Jack White III
Arreglista de trompas
Wayne Jackson
Arreglista de trompas
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Brendan Benson
Producción
Jack White III
Producción
Lowell Reynolds
Asistente de ingeniería
Joe Chiccarelli
Ingeniería
Vlado Meller
Masterización
Letra
How you gonna top yourself
When there is nobody else
How you gonna do it by yourself
Cause I'm not gonna be here to help you
Yeah
Alright
How you gonna top yourself
When there is nobody else
How you gonna do it by yourself
Cause I'm not gonna be here to help you
How you gonna do it alone
When I don't pick up my phone
I'd love to give a dog a bone
But I'm not gonna stick around to help you
Hey
Alright
Yeah
How you gonna stop yourself
When your man stops ringing your bell
You're right between Heaven and Hell
And your gonna need the good Lord to help you
How am I gonna make you see
That this ain't no way to be
See you've been gettin' it all for free
Guess you'd better get yourself a sugar daddy to help you!
Top yourself
Such a little girl like a spinning top mamma
But you're spinning out of control
It takes sleeping like a snake like you
To rip apart my soul
Yeah!
Yeah, rip apart my soul
Rip apart my soul
How you gonna rock yourself to sleep
When I give up my midnight creep girl
How you gonna get that deep
When your daddy ain't around here to do it to you
Yeah, how you gonna do it alone
When I don't pick up my phone
I'll give a dog a bone
But I'm not gonna stick around to help you
Yeah
Top yourself
Top yourself
Top yourself
Written by: Brendan Benson, John Anthony White

