Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
José James
Chant
Marcus Strickland
Saxophone
Brad Allen Williams
Guitare électrique
Corey King
Trombone
Kris Bowers
Orgue Hammond
Nate Smith
Batterie
Pino Palladino
Basse
Takuya Kuroda
Trompette
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bill Withers
Composition
Takuya Kuroda
Arrangement de cors
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Don Was
Production
Ben Kane
Ingénierie
Jaclyn Sanchez
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Ed Cherney
Ingénierie
Jeff Fitzpatrick
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Pete Min
Ingénierie
Todd Carder
Ingénierie
Brian Bender
Ingénierie de mixage
Ian Sefchick
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
[Verse 1]
My friends
Feel it's their appointed duty
They keep tryin' to tell me
All ya want to do is use me
Whoa, but my answer
Yeah, to all that use me stuff
I-I-as-is, I'm gonna spread the news
That if it feels this good gettin' used
Oh, ya just keep on usin' me until ya
Until ya use me up
Until ya use me up
[Verse 2]
Whoa, my brother
He sat me right down and he talked to me
Oh, he told me, yeah, yeah, yeah
That I oughta not let you just walk on me
And I'm sure he meant well
Aw, but when our talk was through
I-I-I said, "Hey, brother
If ya only knew, you'd wish that you was in my shoes"
Oh, ya just keep on usin' me until ya
Until ya use me up
Until ya use me up
Well, well, well, well
[Verse 3]
Whoa, sometimes
It's true, that you really do abuse me
Oh, you get me in a crowd of high class people
And then ya act real rude to me
Oh, but I say baby, baby, baby, baby
When you love me, I can't get enough
I said, I'm gonna spread the news
That if it feels this good gettin' used
Oh, ya just keep on usin' me until ya
Until ya use me up
Until ya use me up
Well, well, well, see, uh
[Verse 4]
Talkin' 'bout you usin' me but
It all depends on what you do
It ain't so bad, the way you're usin' me
'Cause I sure am usin' you to do the thing you do
Oh, a-do the things you do, do, do, do, ooh, yeah
Uh-huh, to do the things
Lord, baby, do the things you do
Written by: Bill Withers

