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Rickie Lee Jones - We Belong Together (Official Audio)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Rickie Lee Jones
Rickie Lee Jones
Guitare
David Sanborn
David Sanborn
Saxophone alto
Arno Lucas
Arno Lucas
Chœurs
Joe Turano
Joe Turano
Chœurs
Leslie Smith
Leslie Smith
Chœurs
Tom Scott
Tom Scott
Saxophone ténor
Chuck Rainey
Chuck Rainey
Basse
Art Rodriguez
Art Rodriguez
Batterie
Steve Gadd
Steve Gadd
Batterie
Victor Feldman
Victor Feldman
Percussion
Jerry Hey
Jerry Hey
Trompette
Randy Brecker
Randy Brecker
Trompette
David Kalish
David Kalish
Guitare
Dean Parks
Dean Parks
Guitare
Buzz Feiten
Buzz Feiten
Guitare
Steve Lukather
Steve Lukather
Guitare
Sal Bernardi
Sal Bernardi
Chant
Clarence McDonald
Clarence McDonald
Claviers
Neil Larsen
Neil Larsen
Claviers
Randy Kerber
Randy Kerber
Claviers
Russell Ferrante
Russell Ferrante
Claviers
Lenny Castro
Lenny Castro
Percussion
Donald Fagen
Donald Fagen
Synthétiseur
Michael Boddicker
Michael Boddicker
Synthétiseur
Rob Mounsey
Rob Mounsey
Synthétiseur
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Rickie Lee Jones
Rickie Lee Jones
Paroles/Composition
Nick DeCaro
Nick DeCaro
Orchestration
Ralph Burns
Ralph Burns
Orchestration
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Elliot Scheiner
Elliot Scheiner
Ingénierie
Ken Deane
Ken Deane
Ingénierie
Lee Herschberg
Lee Herschberg
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Loyd Clift
Loyd Clift
Ingénierie
Mark Linett
Mark Linett
Ingénierie
Steven Ettinger
Steven Ettinger
Ingénierie
Lenny Waronker
Lenny Waronker
Production
Russ Titelman
Russ Titelman
Production
JoAnn Tominaga
JoAnn Tominaga
Production
Vicki Forston
Vicki Forston
Production

Paroles

When I say this was no game of chicken You were aiming at your best friend (You wear) switchblade on a chain around your neck Wandering down in Mexico from your dad And its daddy on the booze And its Brando on the ice And now it's Dean in the doorway With one more way he can't play this scene twice And you drug her down every drag (and your little fit of love) And tell her stand up (tall when you man kissed it to you darling) That's not how you were thinking How could a Natalie Wood not get sucked into a scene so custom touched Hey look who shows up In the same place In this case I think it's better We belong together We belong together Once Johnny the King made a spit ring And all the skid kids see this very proud man And he entwines her in his fingers And then lay there Climb upon the rooftop docks out on the crosstown seas When he wraps his jacket across her shoulders Foes and foreigner hugs her and holds her on his knees But a sailor ain't gonna takes her down to the dark end of the fair And turn her into a tattoo And whisper Into the back of Johnny's black hair And now Johnny the King walks these streets without her in the rain Lookin' for a leather jacket And a girl who wrote her name forever A promise We belong together Could we belong together Shall we wait along these streets young lions on the lam Are the signs you hid deep in your heart Left on the neon for them Well, they are fools No they are victims The sailors and the ducky boys Who move into your own eyes and your own lips and your own tear, your own street Listen, Bird, we have to tell them And they turn and ignore us Our only heroes we have are written before us Our only angel who look at us watches through each other's eyes And I can hear him In every footstep's passing sigh And he goes crazy these nights Watching heartbeats go by And they whisper to me Yes We belong together (bae-bae, baby) We belong together, yeah But we belong together
Writer(s): Rickie Lee Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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