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Rod Stewart
Stimme und Gesang
Tony Brock
Schlagzeug
Bob Loftus
Remix-Techniker:in
Craig Engel
Remix-Techniker:in
David Ahlert
Remix-Techniker:in
Jim Dineen
Remix-Techniker:in
Stan Katayama
Remix-Techniker:in
David Tickle
Remix-Techniker:in
Albert Hammond Jr
Begleitgesang
Bob Ezrin
Begleitgesang
JAY Davis
Bassgitarre
Carmen Twillie
Begleitgesang
Clydene Jackson
Begleitgesang
Darlene Koldenhoven
Begleitgesang
Holly Knight
Begleitgesang
Jennifer Repo
Begleitgesang
Jim Cregan
Gitarre
Joe Turano
Begleitgesang
John Batdorf
Begleitgesang
Mike Chapman
Begleitgesang
Devon Dickson
Dudelsack
Harry Farrar
Dudelsack
Kevin Weed
Dudelsack
Patrick O'Hearn
Bassgitarre
Scott Edwards
Bassgitarre
David Williams
Gitarre
Gene Black
Gitarre
John Coury
Gitarre
Nils Lofgren
Gitarre
R. Athis
Gitarre
Robin Le Mesurier
Gitarre
Steve Cropper
Gitarre
Larry Williams
Saxofon
Tom Scott
Saxofon
Darryl Phinnessee
Stimme und Gesang
Kevin Dorsey
Stimme und Gesang
Oren Waters
Stimme und Gesang
Phil Perry
Stimme und Gesang
Ray Galaway
Stimme und Gesang
Roy Galaway
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Rod Stewart
Songwriter:in
Kevin Savigar
Songwriter:in
Tony Brock
Songwriter:in
JAY Davis
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Bob Loftus
Mischtechniker:in
Craig Engel
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
David Ahlert
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Jim Dineen
Mischtechniker:in
Stan Katayama
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Brian Christian
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
David Tickle
Mischtechniker:in
Jeff Bennett
Ingenieurassistent:in
Peter Lewis
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Bob Ezrin
Produzent:in
Mike Chapman
Produzent:in
Doug Sax
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Paul Lani
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Letras
Well, I arrived on time
My corduroy suit and me bottle of wine
There were women, wall to wall
It's Saturday night and I wanted them all
Everyone, woo
Sidled up for a dance
I tried a new step and fell in the plants
I told a joke about the Pope
It wasn't as funny as I would've hoped, so listen
Nobody told me she was the daughter of the mayor
I was so embarrassed, I just wished the ground would swallow me up
And accidentally my elbow hit the record player
The rock 'n' roll stopped and everybody just stared (oh no)
Who's gonna take me home?
I'm tired and I wanna go to bed (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who's gonna take me home?
This party's gone right to my head, listen boy
I didn't worry, not me
Panic ain't in my vocabulary
Smashed beyond reproach
Suddenly, I wanted to take off my clothes
All hell broke loose
I started to take off my trousers and shoes
And so I tried to look cool
I stepped back and fell in the pool
The hostess helped me out and asked for my dismissal
I said I was sorry, but I've been under so much pressure just lately, baby
I felt as popular as a Russian guided missile
The last thing I remember, I left with a girl on a motorbike
I weighed three hundred pounds, what's wrong with that?
Who's gonna take me home?
I'm tired and I wanna go to bed (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who's gonna take me home?
This party's gone right to my head, to my head
I woke up on the floor
Still in my suit and she told me I snored
I never felt so cheap
I had a good laugh at the size of her feet
Holy Moses, I don't like this single living
I think I'll find me a nice local girl and settle on down, now
With a home and a garden
And a nature quite forgiving
Then again maybe I'll just hang around
Who's gonna take me home?
I'm tired and I wanna go to bed, right now (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who's gonna take me home?
This party's gone right to my head
To my head
Now who's gonna take me home?
Hey Brian, could you give me a lift 'cause I don't live too far from you, boy?
Mary, c'mon I've known you so long please give me a lift home, oh c'mon
Jim? (somebody take me sober)
Who's gonna take me?
Written by: JAY Davis, Kevin Savigar, Rod Stewart, Tony Brock