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The Only Exercise I Get Is You
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Nadchodzące koncerty z udziałem Paul Heaton & Jacqui Abbott

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paul Heaton
Paul Heaton
Vocals
Jacqui Abbott
Jacqui Abbott
Vocals
Stephen Large
Stephen Large
Piano
Pete Marshall
Pete Marshall
Drums
Dub Phizix
Dub Phizix
Programming
Chris Wise
Chris Wise
Background Vocals
Jonny Lexus
Jonny Lexus
Guitar
Mark Potter
Mark Potter
Claps
Kat Curlett
Kat Curlett
Trumpet
Josh Poole
Josh Poole
Alto Saxophone
Tom Berry
Tom Berry
Trombone
Sarah Brandwood-Spencer
Sarah Brandwood-Spencer
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Heaton
Paul Heaton
Composer
Jonny Lexus
Jonny Lexus
Composer
Stephen Large
Stephen Large
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Williams
John Williams
Producer
Gaz Hadfield
Gaz Hadfield
Recording Engineer
Tim Thomas
Tim Thomas
Mixing Engineer
Ian Stewart
Ian Stewart
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tim Debney
Tim Debney
Mastering Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Apart from at the supermarket Walking down the aisle Apart from when you're angry And I'm trying not to smile Apart from maybe forefinger On the pizza that I dial The only exercise I get is you Apart from lifting glass up to The lips in which I pour Apart from taking clothes back That don't fit me anymore And the opening And the closing of refrigerator door The only exercise I get is You, you, you, you, you, you, you You, you, you, you, you, you, you Apart from fielding questions like "Where've you been all my life?" And answering them blithely with "Actually, with my loving wife" Apart from creating atmosphere You can only cut with knife The only exercise I get is You, you, you, you, you, you, you Apart from hunting high And low each day for the remote Finding and apologising to Those I had by throat Apart from forcing head through Neighbor's hedge for daily gloat The only exercise I get is you Apart from chasing compliments Like dog does to its tail Apart from wasting time on Fitness test I'll always fail Apart from climbing walls when You're not there, no man could scale The only exercise I get is You, you, you, you, you, you, you Apart from fielding questions like "Where've you been all my life?" And answering them blithely with "Actually, with my loving wife" Apart from creating atmosphere You can only cut with knife The only exercise I get is You, you, you, you, you, you, you You, you, you, you, you, you, you The only exercise is when I roll my eyes At something silly, one of us has said Or there comes an awkward noise Less gentleman, more boys Most frequently from your side of The bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed Bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed Apart from fielding questions like "Where've you been all my life?" And answering them blithely with "Actually, with my loving wife" Apart from creating atmosphere You can only cut with knife The only exercise I get is you!
Writer(s): Jonathan Ralph Noblett, Paul David Heaton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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