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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Billie Holiday
Billie Holiday
Musician
Camarata
Camarata
Conductor
Carl Kress
Carl Kress
Guitar
Dave Bowman
Dave Bowman
Piano
George Wettling
George Wettling
Drums
Hymie Schertzer
Hymie Schertzer
Alto Saxophone
Larry Binyon
Larry Binyon
Tenor Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allan Roberts
Allan Roberts
Composer
Doris Fisher
Doris Fisher
Composer
Camarata
Camarata
Arranger

Songteksten

It's that ole devil called love game Gets behind me and keeps giving me that shock again Put a ring in my eyes Tears in my dreams And rocks in my heart It's that sly ole son of a gun again He keeps telling me that I'm the lucky one again But I still have that ring Still have those tears And those rocks in my heart Suppose I didn't stay, ran away, wouldn't play That devil, what a potion he would brew He'd follow me around Build me up, tear me down Till I'd be so bewildered I wouldn't know what to do Might as well give up the fight again I know darn well he'll convince me And that he's right again When he sings that siren song I just gotta tag along With that ole devil called love He's following around Build me up, tear me down Till I'd be so bewildered I wouldn't know what to do Might as well give up the fight again I know darn well he'll convince me That he's right again When he sings that siren song I just gotta tag along With that ole devil called love With that ole devil called love
Writer(s): Allan Roberts, Doris Fisher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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