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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bill Summers
Bill Summers
Performer
Summers Heat
Summers Heat
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daryl Hall
Daryl Hall
Songwriter
John Oates
John Oates
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bill Summers
Bill Summers
Producer
Phil Kaffel
Phil Kaffel
Producer
Danny Kopelson
Danny Kopelson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Richard Corsello
Richard Corsello
Assistant Recording Engineer
Stan Kalina
Stan Kalina
Mastering Engineer
Wally Buck
Wally Buck
Assistant Engineer
Nyya Lark
Nyya Lark
Assistant Recording Engineer
Kirk Felton
Kirk Felton
Assistant Recording Engineer
Paul Blakemore
Paul Blakemore
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Everybody's high on consolation
Everybody's trying to tell me what is right for me, yeah
My daddy tried to bore me with a sermon
But it's plain to see that they can't comfort me
Sorry, Charlie, for the imposition
I think I got it (got it), I got the strength to carry on, oh yeah
I need a drink and a quick decision
Now it's up to me, ooh, what will be
She's gone, she's gone
Oh I, oh I
I better learn how to face it
She's gone, she's gone
Oh I, oh I
I'd pay the devil to replace her
She's gone, and she's gone
Oh why, what went wrong?
Get up in the morning, look in the mirror
I'm worn as a toothbrush hanging in the stand, yeah
My face ain't looking any younger
Now I can see love's taken a toll on me
She's gone, she's gone
Oh I, oh I
I better learn how to face it
She's gone, and she's gone
Oh I, oh I
I'd pay the devil to replace her
She's gone, and she's gone
Oh why, what went wrong?
Think I'll spend eternity in the city
Let the carbon and monoxide choke my thoughts away, yeah
And pretty bodies help dissolve the memories
They can never be what she was (was) to (to) me
She's gone, she's gone
Oh I, oh I
I better learn how to face it
She's gone, and she's gone
Oh I, oh I
I'd pay the devil to replace her
She's gone, and she's gone
Oh I, what went wrong?
She's gone
Oh I, I better learn how to face it
She's gone, she's gone
I can't believe that she's gone
Oh I, I'd pay the devil to replace her
She's gone
Oh I, I better learn how to face it
She's gone, she's gone
I can't believe that she's gone
Oh I, I'd pay the devil to replace her
She's gone, she's gone
She's gone, she's gone
She's gone, she's gone
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Written by: Daryl Hall, John Oates
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