Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Catherine Zeta-Jones
Vocais
Queen Latifah
Vocais
Paul Bogaev
Regência
Mitch Dalton
Violão
Perry Cavari
Bateria
David Hartley
Piano
Christian Garrick
Violino
John Bailey
Baixo
Paul Morgan
Contrabaixo
Jamie Talbot
Clarinete
Stan Saltzman
Saxofone tenor
Alan Barnes
Clarinete
Audrey Martells
Vocais
Capathia Jenkins
Vocais
Dennis Collins
Vocais
Derek Watkins
Trompete
Gary Kettel
Percussão
Jeff Saver
Piano
Jim Sapporito
Percussão
Keith O'Quinn
Trombone
Larry Farrell
Trombone
Mya Harrison
Vocais
Owen Slade
Tuba
Pete Beachill
Trombone tenor
Ray Swinfield
Clarinete
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
John Kander
Composição
Fred Ebb
Letra
Paul Bogaev
Arranjos vocais
Ric Wake
Arranjos vocais
Doug Besterman
Orquestração
Jo Ann Kane
Transcrição musical
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Ric Wake
Produção (trilha sonora)
Randy Spendlove
Produção (trilha sonora)
Marc Russell
Produção (assistente)
John Bailey
Engenharia (assistente)
Chris Barrett
Engenharia de gravação (assistente)
Dan Hetzel
Engenharia (mixagem)
Jim Annunziato
Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)
Joel Moss
Engenharia (gravação)
Dave Scheuer
Engenharia (gravação)
Greg Calbi
Engenharia (masterização)
Greg Lawson
Produção
Gustavo Celis
Engenharia (gravação)
Martin Richards
Produção executiva
Rob Williams
Engenharia (gravação)
Letra
[Verse 1]
Whatever happened to fair dealing and pure ethics and nice manners?
Why is it everyone now is a pain in the ass?
Whatever happened to class?
Class
[Verse 2]
Whatever happened to, "Please, may I?" and, "Yes, thank you," and, "How charming?"
Now every son of a bitch is a snake in the grass
Whatever happened to class?
Class
[Verse 3]
Oh, there ain't no gentlemen to open up the doors
There ain't no ladies now, there's only pigs and whores
And even kids'll knock you down so's they can pass
Nobody's got no class
[Verse 4]
Whatever happened to old values and fine morals and good breeding?
Now, no one even says, "Oops," when they're passing their gas
Whatever happened to class?
Class
[Verse 5]
Oh, there ain't no gentleman that's fit for any use
And any girl'll touch your privates for a deuce
And even kids'll kick your shins and give you sass (And even kids'll kick your shins and give you sass)
Nobody's got no class
[Verse 6]
All you read about today is rape and theft
Jesus Christ, ain't there no decency left?
Nobody's got no class
[Verse 7]
Every guy is a snot
Every girl is a twat
Holy shit (Holy shit)
What a shame (What a shame)
What became of class?
Written by: Fred Ebb, John Kander

