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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Stimme und Gesang
Tony Joe White
Tony Joe White
Gitarre
Roger Davies
Roger Davies
Begleitgesang
Carmine Rojas
Carmine Rojas
Bassgitarre
J.T. Lewis
J.T. Lewis
Schlagzeug
Dan Hartman
Dan Hartman
Klavier
Jeff Bova
Jeff Bova
Horn
Danny Cummings
Danny Cummings
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Eddie Martinez
Eddie Martinez
Rhythmusgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Leann White
Leann White
Komponist:in
Tony Joe White
Tony Joe White
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Darren Allison
Darren Allison
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Lee Curle
Lee Curle
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Paul Logus
Paul Logus
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Tim Leitner
Tim Leitner
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Dan Hartman
Dan Hartman
Produzent:in
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Mischtechniker:in
Andrew Scarth
Andrew Scarth
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Mike Ging
Mike Ging
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Nick Froome
Nick Froome
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Tom Fritze
Tom Fritze
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

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He was my lover, he was working undercover The fellow knew all of the moves He really had me romping, bare footing stomping He just kept igniting my fuse He was blinded by the blackness of my long silk stocking He would rock me with an optical illusion And this ain't how I thought it'd be He just kept on keeping me in a state of total confusion He took me for a ride and rattled me down to my shoes But I found out he was an undercover agent for the blues, yeah He never really needed love from any direction, no I was just an innocent bystander He just kept getting kinkier, hook, line and sinker Ju-ju-just too hot to handle He took me by storm, it must have been a season for the fools So bad, he was an undercover agent for the blues He took me for a ride and rattled me down to my shoes But I found out he was an undercover agent for the blues He never really needed love from any direction, no I was just an innocent bystander He just kept getting kinkier, hook, line and sinker Yeah, yeah, he just, just too hot to handle He was blinded by the blackness of my long silk stocking I was rocking with an optical illusion And this ain't how I thought it'd be He just kept on keeping me in a state of total confusion He took me for a ride and rattled me down to my shoes I found out he was an undercover agent for the blues So bad, an undercover agent for the blues I found out he was an undercover agent for the blues Hmm, for the blues Oh! Blues (yeah, yeah) Undercover agent Oh, the undercover for the blues Uh, for the blues Undercover
Writer(s): Tony Joe White, Leann White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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