Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Primal Scream
Primal Scream
Interprète
Andrew Innes
Andrew Innes
Guitare
Bobby Gillespie
Bobby Gillespie
Chant
Denise Johnson
Denise Johnson
Chant
Robert Young
Robert Young
Guitare
Jackie Johnson
Jackie Johnson
Chant
George Clinton
George Clinton
Chant
George Drakoulias
George Drakoulias
Batterie
Susan Marshall
Susan Marshall
Chant
Greg Morrow
Greg Morrow
Percussion
David Minnick
David Minnick
Percussion
Roger Hawkins
Roger Hawkins
Batterie
Tony Brock
Tony Brock
Batterie
Toby Tomanov
Toby Tomanov
Batterie
Martin Duffy
Martin Duffy
Claviers
Benmont Tench
Benmont Tench
Claviers
David Bianco
David Bianco
Remixage
Jim Dickenson
Jim Dickenson
Claviers
Amp Fiddler
Amp Fiddler
Claviers
David Hood
David Hood
Basse
Henry Olson
Henry Olson
Basse
Marco Nelson
Marco Nelson
Basse
Andrew Love
Andrew Love
Cor
Wayne Jackson
Wayne Jackson
Cor
Charlie Jacobs
Charlie Jacobs
Harmonica
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bobby Gillespie
Bobby Gillespie
Composition
Andrew Innes
Andrew Innes
Composition
Robert Clearie Young
Robert Clearie Young
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
George Drakoulias
George Drakoulias
Production
David Bianco
David Bianco
Production
Tom Dowd
Tom Dowd
Production
Jeff Powell
Jeff Powell
Ingénierie
Jeffrey Reed
Jeffrey Reed
Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Scratchin' like a tom cat, got a monkey on my back
I'm gonna push and pull and howl like a wolf and drive my Cadillac
I've got medication, honey, I've got a-wings to fly
I got horse hoof tea to buzz you like a bee, gonna blind the evil eye
[Verse 2]
Push and pull with me, funky jammin' free
Walk it like you talk it, honey, strut your funky stuff, come on
[Verse 3]
I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that jailbird pie
(I'm yours, you're mine, oh, yeah)
I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that jailbird pie
(I'm yours, you're mine, oh, yeah)
I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that jailbird pie
(I'm yours, you're mine, oh, yeah)
I'm yours, you're mine, yeah, hey, hey
(I'm yours, you're mine, yeah, hey, hey)
[Verse 4]
Come on in my kitchen, I've got hop head soup for grease
Just shake your hips and let it rip and let the spirit free
Ride on, baby, ride on, let your crazy horses loose
Give it all you got when you're hot to trot, wave bye bye to the blues
[Verse 5]
Shake it to the east, shake it to the west
Shake it with the very one that you love the best, come on
[Verse 6]
I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that jailbird pie
(I'm yours, you're mine, oh, yeah)
I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that jailbird pie
(I'm yours, you're mine, oh, yeah)
I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that jailbird pie
(I'm yours, you're mine, oh, yeah)
I'm yours, you're mine, yeah, yeah, yeah, alright
(I'm yours, you're mine, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 7]
(I'm yours, you're mine) Gimme more of that jailbird pie
(I'm yours, you're mine)
(I'm yours, you're mine) Gimme more of that jailbird pie
(I'm yours, oh yes)
(I'm yours, you're mine) Gimme more of that jailbird pie
(Oh yeah, that's right)
(I'm yours, you're mine) Gimme more of that jailbird pie
(Oh yeah, woo hoo)
[Verse 8]
I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that jailbird pie
I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that jailbird pie
I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that jailbird pie
I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that jailbird pie
Written by: Andrew Innes, Bobby Gillespie, Robert Clearie Young
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