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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Robbie Williams
Robbie Williams
Chant
Olly Murs
Olly Murs
Chant
Richard Flack
Richard Flack
Programmation
Jim Cox
Jim Cox
Piano
Trey Henry
Trey Henry
Basse
Oren Waters
Oren Waters
Chœurs
Alvin Chea
Alvin Chea
Chœurs
Brad Kilgore
Brad Kilgore
Percussion
Pete Korpela
Pete Korpela
Percussion
Joey De Leon
Joey De Leon
Percussion
Eric Marienthal
Eric Marienthal
Saxophone
Brian Scanlon
Brian Scanlon
Saxophone
Jay Mason
Jay Mason
Saxophone
Gary Grant
Gary Grant
Trompette
Jeff Bunnell
Jeff Bunnell
Trompette
Charlie Morillas
Charlie Morillas
Trombone
Rich Logan
Rich Logan
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Richard M. Sherman
Richard M. Sherman
Paroles/Composition
Robert B. Sherman
Robert B. Sherman
Paroles/Composition
Steve Sidwell
Steve Sidwell
Co‑arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Guy Chambers
Guy Chambers
Production
Al Schmitt
Al Schmitt
Ingénierie de prise de son
Richard Flack
Richard Flack
Ingénierie de mixage
Steve Genewick
Steve Genewick
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Chandler Harrod
Chandler Harrod
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Isabel Seeliger-Morley
Isabel Seeliger-Morley
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Cameron Gower Poole
Cameron Gower Poole
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Josh Green
Josh Green
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Tony Cousins
Tony Cousins
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

I'm the king of the swingers Oh, the jungle VIP I reached the top and had to stop And that's what botherin' me I wanna be a man, man-cub And stroll right into town And be just like them other men I'm tired of monkeyin' around Oh-bi-doo, I wanna be like you I wanna walk like you Talk like you, too You'll see it's true An ape like me Can learn to be human too Now don't try to kid me, man-cub I made a deal with you What I desire is man's red fire To make my dream come true Now, give me the secret, man-cub Come on, clue me what to do Give me the power of man's red flower So I can be like you Oh-bi-doo, I wanna be like you I wanna walk like you Talk like you, too You'll see it's true An ape like me Can learn to be human too Now I'm the king of the swingers Oh, the jungle VIP I've reached the top and had to stop And that's what botherin' me I wanna be a man, mancub And stroll right into town And be just like them other men We're tired of monkeyin' around! Swing to the left, swing to the right Put your hands up if you're lovin' life Rob, I'm lovin' life! I'm lovin' life Olly! Oh, I'm lovin' life! Swing to the left, swing to the right Put your hands up if you're feelin' nice Feeling nice, feeling nice, oh I'm feelin' nice Oh-bi-doo, I wanna be like you I wanna walk like you Talk like you, too You'll see it's true An ape like me Can learn to be Like someone like you Can learn to be like someone like you Can learn to be like someone like you Yeah! (I wanna be like, you know? No, you don't serious)
Writer(s): Richard M. Sherman, Robert B. Sherman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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