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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Macy Gray
Macy Gray
Lead Vocals
Dawn Beckman
Dawn Beckman
Background Vocals
Darryl Swann
Darryl Swann
Programming
Musiic Galloway
Musiic Galloway
Background Vocals
Jeremy Ruzumna
Jeremy Ruzumna
Organ
Arrik Marshall
Arrik Marshall
Guitar
Jon Brion
Jon Brion
Guitar
Lenny Castro
Lenny Castro
Percussion
Matt Chamberlain
Matt Chamberlain
Drums
Greg Richling
Greg Richling
Bass
Kiilu Beckwith
Kiilu Beckwith
Programming
DJ Kiilu
DJ Kiilu
Turntables
Francis Lai
Francis Lai
Chamberlain Strings
Ngozi Inyama
Ngozi Inyama
Saxophone
Patrick Warren
Patrick Warren
Chamberlain Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Macy Gray
Macy Gray
Songwriter
Darryl Swann
Darryl Swann
Songwriter
Jeremy Ruzumna
Jeremy Ruzumna
Songwriter
Eddie Harris
Eddie Harris
Composer
Francis Lai
Francis Lai
Composer
Carl Sigman
Carl Sigman
Songwriter
Kiilu Beckwith
Kiilu Beckwith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Slater
Andrew Slater
Producer
Darryl Swann
Darryl Swann
Additional Engineer
Howard Willing
Howard Willing
Assistant Engineer
Dave Reed
Dave Reed
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Dean
Kevin Dean
Assistant Engineer
Jeff Walch
Jeff Walch
Assistant Engineer
Michelle M9dbodisol Forbes
Michelle M9dbodisol Forbes
Assistant Engineer
Dave Way
Dave Way
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

My baby works down at the boulevard café Just a fine young man with big dreams Trying to make his own way The owner is this mean ol' bitch Who degrades him everyday Then she fires him for no reason Don't wanna give him his last pay I said, "I've committed murder and I think I got away" I'm hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away, right away I have no intention of paying for my crimes, don't fear We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away When he's down it breaks my heart to see him So I figured, I'd talk to her, woman-to-woman I walk in and she's countin' her cash Got so much cash, her office looks like a green pasture I said, "Give him a little bit of money you owe him" She said, "Get back bitch, I ain't givin' you shit" I said, "You ol' bag, maybe you ain't heard but them are fightin' words" I've committed murder and I think I got away I'm hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away, right away I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away I've committed murder and I think I got away I'm hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away, right away I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away (And I don't feel bad about it) see baby, there was this struggle (And I don't feel bad about it) and as a result of this struggle (And I don't feel bad about it) but the good thing is, is that (And I don't feel bad about it) we don't have to struggle no more With a suitcase full of money we flew to a Jamaican paradise One thing I've learned through all of this is Having money sure is nice Me and my baby got married He's working hard to make his dreams come true As far as regrets, I don't have any Would you? I've committed murder and I think I got away I'm hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away, right away I have no intention of paying for my crimes, don't fear We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away I've committed murder and I think I got away Murder, she wrote Murder, she wrote Murder, she wrote Murder, she wrote Murder, she wrote Murder, she wrote I've committed murder and I think I got away I'm hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away, right away I have no intention of paying for my crimes, don't fear We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away I've committed murder Don't you Don't get right away, right away No, get before, no cry Fly, fly
Writer(s): Francis Albert Lai, Kiilu Beckwith, Jeremy Ruzumna, Darryl Allen Swann, Carl Sigman, Natalie Mcintyre, Eddie Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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