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The B-52's - Private Idaho (Official Audio)
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Cindy Wilson
Cindy Wilson
Chant
Fred Schneider
Fred Schneider
Chant
Kate Pierson
Kate Pierson
Chant
Keith Strickland
Keith Strickland
Batterie
Ricky Helston Wilson
Ricky Helston Wilson
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Cindy Wilson
Cindy Wilson
Paroles/Composition
Fred Schneider
Fred Schneider
Paroles/Composition
Kate Pierson
Kate Pierson
Paroles/Composition
Keith Strickland
Keith Strickland
Paroles/Composition
Ricky Helston Wilson
Ricky Helston Wilson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The B-52's
The B-52's
Production
Cindy Wilson
Cindy Wilson
Production
Fred Schneider
Fred Schneider
Production
Kate Pierson
Kate Pierson
Production
Keith Strickland
Keith Strickland
Production
Rhett Davies
Rhett Davies
Production
Benji Armbrister
Benji Armbrister
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ricky Helston Wilson
Ricky Helston Wilson
Production

Paroles

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo You're living in your own private Idaho Living in your own private Idaho (oh) Underground like a wild potato Don't go on the patio Beware of the pool, blue bottomless pool It leads you straight right through the gate that opens on the pool You're living in your own private Idaho You're living in your own private Idaho Keep off the path, beware of the gate (your own private Idaho) Watch out for signs that say "hidden driveways" (your own private Idaho) Don't let the chlorine in your eyes (woah, woah) Blind you to the awful surprise (woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah) That awaits for you at the bottom of the bottomless blue, blue, blue pool You're livin' in your own private Idaho, Idaho You're out of control, the rivers that roll You fell into the water and down to Idaho Get out of the state, get out of the state you're in You better beware You're living in your own private Idaho You're living in your own private Idaho Keep off the patio (your own private Idaho) Keep off the path (your own private Idaho) The lawn may be green, but you better not be seen (woah, woah) Walkin' through the gate that leads you down (woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah) Down to a pool fraught with danger, it's a pool full of strangers Hey! You're living in your own private Idaho Where do I go from here to a better state than this? Well, don't be blind to the big surprise Swimming 'round and 'round like the deadly hand of a radium clock At the bottom of the pool I-I-Idaho, I-I-Idaho Woah-oh, woah, woah-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh Ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah Get out of the state (ah-ah-ah-ah) Get out of the state (ah-ah-ah-ah) You're living in your own private Idaho Livin' in your own private Idaho
Writer(s): Frederick Schneider, Catherine Pierson, Cynthia Wilson, Julian Strickland, Rickey Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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