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Bob Porter
Bob Porter
Fagott
Justine Carpenter
Justine Carpenter
Begleitgesang
Ranking Roger
Ranking Roger
Stimme und Gesang
Stephen Panter
Stephen Panter
Bass
The Beat starring Dave Wakeling
The Beat starring Dave Wakeling
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mick Billingham
Mick Billingham
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Ranking Roger
Ranking Roger
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The Beat starring Dave Wakeling
The Beat starring Dave Wakeling
Songwriter:in
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Colin Fairley
Colin Fairley
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Gavin MacKillop
Gavin MacKillop
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General Public
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Ha, ha, ha, oh Ha, ha, ha, oh I don't know when to start or when to stop My luck's like a button, I can't stop pushing it My head feels light, but I'm still in the dark Seems like without tenderness, there's something missing Tenderness (where is the) Tenderness (where is it?) I don't know where I am, but I know I don't like it I open my mouth and out pops something spiteful Words are so cheap, but they can turn out expensive Words like conviction can turn into a sentence (I held your hands) rings, but none on that finger (We danced and danced) but I was scared to go much further with it (Just half a chance) make sure that one night you're here but (Next night you're not) it always leaves me searching for a little Tenderness (tenderness) Tenderness Tenderness (where is the) Tenderness Whistling in the graveyard, calling up your girlfriend Just trying to make her understand You're squeezing the telephone like it was her hand No question (so many questions) She's going to catch you out, boy It all seems so underhand Now she's the only thing that ever made you feel like a man, man, madman, madman (where is the) Tenderness Tenderness (where is it?) Tenderness Tenderness (where is it?) (I held your hands) rings, but none on that finger (We danced and danced) but I was scared to go much further with it (Just half a chance) make sure that one night you're here but (Next night you're not) it always leaves me searching for a little Tenderness (tenderness) Tenderness (tenderness) Tenderness (tenderness) And you're sick to death of second best, pet (tenderness) Why should the morning always find you unimpressed? (Tenderness) Is your love like a button? You can't stop pushing it? (Tenderness) Oh, this all night longing can be such a long time (tenderness) Tenderness (where is it?) Tenderness (tenderness) Tenderness (where is it?) Tenderness (tenderness) Tenderness (where is it?)
Writer(s): Roger Charlery, David Frederick Wakeling, Mickey Billingham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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