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Robbie Williams
Vocals
Stephen Duffy
Keyboards
Claire Worrall
Background Vocals
Melvin Duffy
Pedal Steel Guitar
Neil Taylor
Electric Guitar
Gary Nuttall
Background Vocals
Waddy Wachtel
Electric Guitar
Cleto Escobedo
Baritone Saxophone
Jeff Babko
Trombone
Jeremy Meehan
Bass
Matt Chamberlain
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Carlton Anderson
Choir
Maxi Anderson
Choir
Randy Crenshaw
Choir
Judith Hill
Choir
Julia Tillman
Choir
Carmen Twillie
Choir
Oren Waters
Choir
Maxine Waters
Choir
Will Wheaton Jnr
Choir
Terry Wood
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robbie Williams
Songwriter
Stephen Duffy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robbie Williams
Producer
Stephen Duffy
Producer
John Paterno
Engineer
Andy Strange
Producer
Pablo Muguia
Engineer
Alan Sides
Recording Engineer
Bob Clearmountain
Mixing Engineer
Tony Cousins
Mastering Engineer
Tony Phillips
Engineer
Letra
I'm on a mission
To abuse my position
Abuse it with you
Love, I'm a cynical bitch
I'm gonna scratch that itch
With a bitch like you
Harder thinkers make me miserable
Everything is unforgivable
If not for you
I wouldn't come at all
Find a place to crash (boom boom, boom boom labida)
Move your phoney ass (boom boom, boom boom labida)
Love me like I'm cash (boom boom, boom boom labida)
You can feel the clash (boom boom, boom boom labida)
If there's a freak in here
Looking for someone like me
I fit their description
Perfectly
Boom, boom, boom
I bet they'll desert you
They would if they met you
Met you with me
Every move you make is poetry
They all fake what you do naturally
If not for you
I wouldn't come at all
Find a place to crash (boom boom, boom boom labida)
Move your phoney ass (boom boom, boom boom labida)
Love me like I'm cash (boom boom, boom boom labida)
You can see the clash (boom boom, boom boom labida)
All right
All right
Kiss me with your mouth
Teach me with your brain
All right
Things that I say
When I say nothing at all
It leaves a taste in my stomach
And it's no taste at all
I can sing, I can't dance
But it don't stop me at all
It's a ball and I'll call, if I call you at all
Love is the reason but it won't pay my rent
Only baloney fill your dish in the dent
I won't be happy 'til the money's been spent
I forget to forget, oh forget, oh forget
Writer(s): Robert Peter Williams, Stephen Anthony Duffy
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