Topsongs van Wilson Pickett
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wilson Pickett
Vocals
Dave Crawford
Keyboards
David Hood
Bass Guitar
Eddie Brown
Congas
Roger Hawkins
Drums
Dennis Coffey
Guitar
Tippy Armstrong
Guitar
Andrew Love
Horn
Wayne Jackson
Horn
Barry Beckett
Keyboards
Jack Ashford
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Randy Newman
Songwriter
Dave Crawford
Arranger
Wade Marcu
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Crawford
Producer
Brad Shapiro
Producer
Jimmy Johnson
Engineer
Tom Dowd
Engineer
Songteksten
Want some whiskey in your water?
Sugar in your tea?
What's all these crazy questions they're askin' me?
This is the craziest party that could ever be
Don't turn on the lights 'cause I don't wanna see
Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
That ain't the way to have fun, no
Open up the window, let some air into this room
I think I'm almost chokin' from the smell of stale perfume
And that cigarette you're smokin' bout scare me half to death
Open up the window, sucker, let me catch my breath
Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
That ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, son
The radio is blastin', someone's knockin' at the door
I'm lookin' at my girlfriend - she's passed out on the floor
I seen so many things I aint never seen before
Don't know what it is - I don't wanna see no more
Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
She said, that ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son
Writer(s): Randy Newman
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