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INTERPRÉTATION
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Greg Walker
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J. Areas
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Rod Argent
Paroles
Tom Coster
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Santana
Production
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Ingénierie de prise de son
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Paroles
No one told me about her
The way she lied
Well, no one told me about her
How many people cried
Well, it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there... oh oh oh
Nobody told me about her
What could I do
Well, nobody told me about her
Though they all knew
Well, it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there...
Well, let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acted, the color of her hair
Her voice is soft and cool
Her eyes are clear and bright
But she's not there...
Well it's too later to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there...
Well, let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acted, the color of her hair
Her voice is soft and cool
Her eyes are clear and bright
But she's not there...
Writer(s): Rodney Terence Argent
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