Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elton John
Elton John
Piano
Ray Cooper
Ray Cooper
Tambourine
Roger Pope
Roger Pope
Drums
Caleb Quaye
Caleb Quaye
Electric Guitar
Davey Johnstone
Davey Johnstone
Background Vocals
Kiki Dee
Kiki Dee
Background Vocals
Kenneth Passarelli
Kenneth Passarelli
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elton John
Elton John
Songwriter
Davey Johnstone
Davey Johnstone
Songwriter
Bernie Taupin
Bernie Taupin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Guercio
Jeff Guercio
Engineer
Gus Dudgeon
Gus Dudgeon
Producer
Mark Guercio
Mark Guercio
Assistant Engineer
Nick Bradford
Nick Bradford
Mixing Engineer
Phil Dunne
Phil Dunne
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, I looked at my watch and it said a quarter to five The headlines screamed that I was still alive I couldn't understand it I thought I died last night Oh, I dreamed I'd been in a border town In a little cantina that the boys had found I was desperate to dance Just to dig the local sounds When along came a señorita She looked so good that I had to meet her I was ready to approach her with my English charm When her brass knuckled boyfriend grabbed me my the arm Oh, he was so macho And he said, "Grow some funk of your own amigo Grow some funk of your own We no like to with the gringo fight But there might be a death in Mexico tonight If you can't grow some funk of your own amigo Grow some funk of your own Take my advice, take the next flight And grow your funk, grow your funk at home" I mean, the situation was ridiculous Well, I looked for support from the rest of my friends For their vanishing trick they get ten out of ten I knelt to pray just to see if he would comprehend Oh, I dreamed I'd been in a border town In a little cantina that the boys had found I was desperate to dance just to dig the local sounds When along came a señorita She looked so good that I had to meet her I was ready to approach her with my English charm When her brass knuckled boyfriend grabbed me my the arm Oh, and it hurt so much And he said, "Grow some funk of your own amigo Grow some funk of your own We no like to with the gringo fight But there might be a death in Mexico tonight If you can't grow some funk of your own amigo Grow some funk of your own You'll take my advice and you take the next flight And grow your funk, grow your funk at home" Ya know, I think I really like- I'll grow some funk Yeah, I'll grow some funk of my own Oh, I'll grow some funk I'll grow some funk of my own I'll grow some funk Of my own Of my own Of my own Of my own I'll grow some funk I'll grow some funk
Writer(s): Bernie Taupin, Elton John, Davey Johnstone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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