Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ratt
Ratt
Performer
Bobby Blotzer
Bobby Blotzer
Drums
Juan Croucier
Juan Croucier
Bass Guitar
Robbin Crosby
Robbin Crosby
Guitar
Stephen Pearcy
Stephen Pearcy
Vocals
The New West Horns
The New West Horns
Horn
Warren DeMartini
Warren DeMartini
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Juan Croucier
Juan Croucier
Composer
Robbin Crosby
Robbin Crosby
Composer
Stephen Pearcy
Stephen Pearcy
Composer
Beau Hill
Beau Hill
Composer
Warren DeMartini
Warren DeMartini
Songwriter
Chris Botti
Chris Botti
Horn Arranger
Kent Smith
Kent Smith
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jim Mitchell
Jim Mitchell
Assistant Engineer
Alan Wright
Alan Wright
Recording Engineer
Marty Hornburg
Marty Hornburg
Recording Engineer
Tom Banghart
Tom Banghart
Assistant Engineer
S. Benben
S. Benben
Recording Engineer
Beau Hill
Beau Hill
Producer
Mike Stone
Mike Stone
Producer

Lyrics

Don't wanna talk about it And I don't wanna hear what's for sale Just move on baby Time has got you by the tail You don't know what you got 'Til it's already gone And now this gone as you can get I try to reason with you But there's no reason at all While I'm banging my head Up against a brick wall I want a woman Not some little girl Who had to grow up In daddy's big world I want a woman Who can really love me, yeah Dead ringer of a woman You think I'm like a truck Even I ain't gonna walk on glass Well no chance I try to love ya baby But sometimes you're just a pain in the ass The problem with you Is that I can't get through And I'm as through as I can get I take you up north And then you wanna go south You're just leaving another bad taste in my mouth I want a woman Not some little girl Who had to grow up In daddy's big world I want a woman Who knows how to love me Baby that's what I want I want a woman Not the teacher's pet Who tried to grow up But hasn't made it quite yet I want a woman Who makes me feel like nobody can I'm on my way Groovy lips With high heels Shake those hips Red dress What a scene C'mon baby You'll be my wildest dreams I'm think I got down what means so much Fingertips with that woman's touch I want a woman Not some little girl Who had to grow up In daddy's big world I want a woman That knows how to love me Baby that's what I want I want a woman Not the teacher's pet Who tried to grow up But hasn't made it quite yet I want a woman Who makes me feel like nobody can I'm on my way Red dress Groovy lips Shake those hips With high heels C'mon baby What a scene You'll be my wildest dreams
Writer(s): Stephen E. Pearcy, Beau Hill, Robbinson L. Crosby, Juan Carlos Croucier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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