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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Greg Kriesel
Bass
Heidi Villagran
Begleitgesang
Nika Futterman Frost
Begleitgesang
Higgins (X-13)
Begleitgesang
noodles
Gitarre
Dexter Holland
Leadgesang
Jack Grisham
Begleitgesang
Davey Havok
Begleitgesang
Def Leppard
Sampling-Künstler:in
Ron Welty
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bryan Keith Holland
Songwriter:in
Dexter Holland
Songwriter:in
Greg Kriesel
Songwriter:in
Kevin Wasserman
Songwriter:in
Pete Parada
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dave Jerden
Produzent:in
Bryan Carlstrom
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Eddy Schreyer
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Annette Cisneros
Ingenieurassistent:in
Paroles
Give it to me baby uh huh uh huh
Give it to me baby uh huh uh huh
Give it to me baby uh huh uh huh
And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seís
You know it's kinda hard just to get along today
Our subject isn't cool but he fakes it anyway
He may not have a clue and he may not have style
But everything he lacks well he makes up in denial
So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabes
Hey, hey, do that brand new thing!
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy
He needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice
But they didn't have Ice Cube so he bought Vanilla Ice
Now cruising in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass
But if he looks twice, they're gonna kick his lily ass!
So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world loves wannabes
Hey, hey, do that brand new thing!
Now he's getting a tattoo yeah, he's getting ink done
He asked for a 13, but they drew a 31
Friends say he's trying too hard and he's not quite hip
But in his own mind he's the, he's the dopest trip
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seís
So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabes
The world loves wannabes
Let's get some more wannabes
Hey, hey, do that brand new thing!
Writer(s): Jerry Goldstein, Howard E. Scott, Charles Miller, Sylvester Allen, Lee Oskar, Harold Ray I. Brown, Morris Dewayne Dickerson, Le Roy L. Jordan, Brian Holland
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