Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Barbara Ingram
Chœurs
Carla Benson
Chœurs
Yvette Benton
Chœurs
Bob Babbitt
Basse
Andrew Smith
Batterie
Bobby Eli
Guitare
Leroy Bell
Guitare
Tony Bell Sr.
Guitare
MFSB
Orchestre
Larry Washington
Percussion
Billy Henderson
Ténor
Bobby Smith
Chant
Henry Fambrough
Chant
Pervis Jackson
Chant
Philippe Wynn
Ténor
Thom Bell
Direction d’orchestre
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Thom Bell
Arrangement
Linda Creed
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
James Gaines
Assistance d’ingénierie
Jeffrey Stewart
Assistance d’ingénierie
Linda Tyler
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mike Hutchinson
Assistance d’ingénierie
Winslow Koots
Assistance d’ingénierie
Don Murray
Ingénierie
Bernie Grundman
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jim Gaines
Assistance d’ingénierie
Thom Bell
Production
Win Kutz
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
Hand me down my walkin' cane
Hand me down my hat
Hurry now and don't be late
'Cause we ain't got time to chat
You and me we're goin' out
To catch the latest sound
Guaranteed to blow your mind
So high you won't come down
Hey ya'll prepare yourself for the rubberband man, yeah
You've never heard a sound
Like the rubberband man
You're bound to lose control
When the rubberband starts to jam
Now how much do you think there'd be
At the club outside of town?
I was so surprised
I was hypnotized
By the sound this cat put down
When I seen that short, fat man
Stretch a band between his toes
Hey, I laughed so hard
'Cause the man got down
When he finally reached his goal
Hey ya'll prepare yourself for the rubberband man, man
You've never heard a sound
Like the rubberband man
You're bound to lose control
When the rubberband starts to jam
Now how much you think that this man could stand? Huh
Too much really, face down
One man
Hold on, get the crew now
Feel the grove, y'all
Rubberman, my man (ow!)
Got it goin' on, yeah!
Rubberman, man
Rubberman, man
I whip that groove behind
I've got to jam with my rubberman
I've got to jam with that rubberman
I've got to jam with my rubberman
I've got to jam, dog, with that rubberman
Twang, twang, twang, twang
Twang, twang, twang
I've got to jam with that rubberman
I wanna jam, dog, with that rubberman
Writer(s): Linda Creed, Thomas Randolph Bell
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