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Strange Things
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Randy Newman
Randy Newman
Piano
Bobbi Page
Bobbi Page
Chœurs
Dean Parks
Dean Parks
Guitare
Jim Keltner
Jim Keltner
Batterie
Jimmy Johnson
Jimmy Johnson
Basse
John Goux
John Goux
Guitare
Luana Jackman
Luana Jackman
Chœurs
Randy Kerber
Randy Kerber
Claviers
Yvonne Williams
Yvonne Williams
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Randy Newman
Randy Newman
Paroles/Composition
Don Davis
Don Davis
Orchestration
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Randy Newman
Randy Newman
Production
Frank Wolf
Frank Wolf
Ingénierie de mixage
Jim Flamberg
Jim Flamberg
Production
Chris Montan
Chris Montan
Production déléguée
Don Davis
Don Davis
Production
Doug Sax
Doug Sax
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

I was on top of the world livin' high It was right in my pocket I was livin' the life Things were just the way they should be When from out of the sky Like a bomb comes some little punk in a rocket Now all of a sudden Some strange things are happenin' to me I had friends I had lots of friends Now all my friends are gone And I'm doin' best I can to carry on I had power (power) I was respected (respect) But not anymore And I've lost the love The one whom I adored Let me tell you about the strange things Are happenin' to me Strange things Strange things are happenin' to me Ain't no doubt about it You got someone you think you know well It turns out a stranger The minute you turn your back You're in it all by yourself They laugh at your jokes You think you're doin' quite well But you're in danger, boy You end up alone, forgotten Way up on the shelf Strange things are happenin' to me Strange things Strange things are happenin' to me Ain't no doubt about it Strange things are happenin' to me Strange things Strange things are happenin' to me Strange things Strange things Strange things
Writer(s): Randy Newman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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