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This Thing (From "Tootsie" Original Broadway Cast Recording / Audio)
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
John Behlmann
John Behlmann
Stimme und Gesang
Santino Fontana
Santino Fontana
Stimme und Gesang
Dean Sharenow
Dean Sharenow
Leiter:in Musik
Andy Peterson
Andy Peterson
Tasteninstrumente
Andrea Grody
Andrea Grody
Leiter:in Musik
Spencer Cohen
Spencer Cohen
Schlagzeug
Grant Braddock
Grant Braddock
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Steve Roberts
Steve Roberts
E-Gitarre
Logan Coale
Logan Coale
Akustische Bassgitarre
Andrew Sterman
Andrew Sterman
Piccoloflöte
Marc Phaneuf
Marc Phaneuf
Klarinette
Alden Banta
Alden Banta
Baritonsaxofon
Trevor D. Neumann
Trevor D. Neumann
Flügelhorn
Jeremy Miloszewicz
Jeremy Miloszewicz
Trompete
David Neves
David Neves
Trompete
Michael Boschen
Michael Boschen
Posaune
Joe Barati
Joe Barati
Bassposaune
RJ Kelly
RJ Kelly
Waldhorn
Mazz Swift
Mazz Swift
Geige
Michael Hunter
Michael Hunter
Geige
Jessica Troy
Jessica Troy
Bratsche
Emily Hope Price
Emily Hope Price
Cello
Simon Hale
Simon Hale
Orchester
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
David Yazbek
David Yazbek
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dean Sharenow
Dean Sharenow
Produzent:in
David Yazbek
David Yazbek
Produzent:in
Alex Conroy
Alex Conroy
Ingenieur:in
Tom Beemer
Tom Beemer
Ingenieur:in
Owen Mulholland
Owen Mulholland
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Matthew Sullivan
Matthew Sullivan
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Justin Berger
Justin Berger
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Steve Sacco
Steve Sacco
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in

Lyrics

What is this thing I'm feeling?
Bubbling up inside me?
Lifting me toward the ceiling?
Dorothy, Dorothy, Dorothy, Dorothy
Hey, shut up! People live here!
What is this sound I'm hearing?
Is it a bell to guide me?
Out of thin air appearing?
Dorothy, Dorothy, Do-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o--
Hey! Shut up! Shut the fuck up!
What is this thing that makes me toss in my bed?
'Cause I'm racked with distracting desires
This thing, God it's jammed in my head
Like a nail and I can't find the pliers
"Get it out", I exclaim
Then I think of your name
And I feel like a moth
Heading right for the female moth
That moth is you
What can I do?
What is this thing that I'm feeling?
It's odd. You're so old, I'm so young
And my abs are like slabs of fine granite
My bod' is like gold, and I'm hung
And you're old, oh I said that, but damn it
I don't care you're not thin
You're under my skin
I know something special's
About to be starting real soon
I'm over the moon
What is this thing?
What is this thing?
This thing has me worried and scared
But it's finally time to reveal it
It's right and it's big and it wants to be shared
And I need you to reach down and feel it
Yes I will love you forever
No I'm not bashful to prove it
Is that me?
Yes it's a little infected
No I will never remove it
This thing will remain like a permanent stain
Like a voice that keeps taunting a haunting refrain
Like that wonderful spike that you drove in my brain
This thing
This thing
Called you
Written by: David Yazbek
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