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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Original Broadway Cast Of Aint Too Proud
Original Broadway Cast Of Aint Too Proud
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Norman Whitfield
Norman Whitfield
Songwriter
Barrett Strong
Barrett Strong
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ira Pittelman
Ira Pittelman
Executive Producer
Scott Riesett
Scott Riesett
Producer
Kenny Seymour
Kenny Seymour
Producer

Lyrics

The Temps came to me Said they were missing the dynamic between Otis, David, Melvin and Eddie Mixed with the vocal power of Dennis Edwards, Richard Street and Damon Harris This is what folks have been waiting for All the Temptations, back together at last We call it the Reunion Tour Childhood part of my life wasn't very pretty You see I was born and raised up in the slums of the city It was a one-room shack That slept ten other children beside me We hardly had enough food or room to sleep It was hard, hard, hard, hard times I needed something to ease my troubled mind Ooh, listen, my father didn't know the meaning of work He disrespected Mama and treated us like dirt I left home seeking a job that I never did find Depressed and downhearted, I took to cloud nine I'm doin' fine up here on cloud nine You know, Otis You was good to find us and be all strict like that We should've never changed Sure enough, though We needed that kind of discipline What did I know then? What did any of us know? Here's to knowing more than we used to Folks down here tell me They say give yourself a chance, don't let life pass you by The world around you is a rat race Where only the strong survive It's a dog-eat-dog world And that ain't no lie (ain't no lie) It ain't even safe no more to walk the streets at night Sail up, up, oh yeah Up, up, oh yeah Up, up and away Otis Dennis is as high as a 747 He's not gonna be able to do the show tonight I went to Dennis's room I saw the whole group huddled together Freebasing I'm doin' fine Up here on cloud nine Otis Come take a hit with us We're bonding before the show Even you, Blue? Takin' one for the team We all a team Ain't nobody above nobody else here If you one of us, come roll with us Cloud nine You can be what you wanna be (cloud nine) You ain't got no responsibility (cloud nine) And every man, every man is free (cloud nine) You're a million miles from reality (reality) I'm gonna sail up, up (oh yeah) Up, up Up, up and away I looked at Eddie Eyes redder than two cherries in a glass of milk And I saw it clear This was gonna destroy us From the inside out So I said to him I'm no more or less than anyone in this room But I ain't doin' that shit!
Writer(s): Norman Whitfield, Barrett Strong Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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