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Cinderella
Cinderella
Исполнитель
Bashiri Johnson
Bashiri Johnson
Ударные инструменты
Wayne Jackson
Wayne Jackson
Труба
Andrew Love
Andrew Love
Саксофон
Dennis Ruello
Dennis Ruello
Баритон-саксофон
Rod Roddy
Rod Roddy
Клавикорды
Tom Keifer
Tom Keifer
Вокал
Eric Brittingham
Eric Brittingham
Бас-гитара
Jeffrey Philip LaBar
Jeffrey Philip LaBar
Гитара
Fred Coury
Fred Coury
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Tom Keifer
Tom Keifer
Композитор
Eric Brittingham
Eric Brittingham
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
John Jansen
John Jansen
Продюсер
Tom Keifer
Tom Keifer
Продюсер
Gary Lyons
Gary Lyons
Инженер
Chris Laidlaw
Chris Laidlaw
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Brian Stover
Brian Stover
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Nelson Ayres
Nelson Ayres
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Steve Thompson
Steve Thompson
Миксинг-инженер
Michael Barbiero
Michael Barbiero
Миксинг-инженер
George Cowan
George Cowan
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Michael Reiter
Michael Reiter
Ассистент миксинг-инженера

Слова

Have mercy on a poor boy's heart Cause I got the key that can make your motor start Can't you love me Without messin' me around You took everything I got then kick me when I'm down Ooo, got this funny feeling that you ain't on the level I look into those eyes but all I see's the devil I heard through the vine that you may not be mine Don't lock me up I can't pay the fine Make up your mind before you make me lose mine Your love's got me doin' time Have mercy on a poor boy's soul I've been down so long never thought I could feel so low First you love me Then you stab my back Close the door, turn the key, all I can see is black Ooo, got this funny feeling that you ain't on the level I look into those eyes but all I see's the devil I heard through the vine that you may not be mine Don't lock me up I can't pay the fine Make up your mind before you make me lose mine Your love's got me doin' time Love's got me doin' Love's got me doin' time Love's got me doin' Love's got me doin' time So what's a poor boy supposed to do I've done everything I can, I've been so true You got a mean streak Like an alley cat You sucked all the love from me like a vampire bat Ooo, got this funny feeling that you ain't on the level I look into those eyes but all I see's the devil I heard through the vine that you may not be mine Don't lock me up I can't pay the fine Make up your mind before you make me lose mine Your love's got me doin' time Love's got me doin' Love's got me doin' time Love's got me doin' Love's got me doin' time Love's got me doin' Love's got me doin' time Love's got me doin' Love's got me doin' time Love's got me doin' Love's got me doin' time Love's got me doin' Love's got me doin' time Love's got me doin' Love's got me doin' time Love's got me doin' Love's got me doin' time Love's got me doin' Love's got me doin' time
Writer(s): Thomas Carl Keifer, Eric L. Brittingham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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