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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chicago
Chicago
Performer
Bill Champlin
Bill Champlin
Background Vocals
Jason Scheff
Jason Scheff
Background Vocals
Tamara Champlin
Tamara Champlin
Background Vocals
Chas Sandford
Chas Sandford
Guitar
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Guitar
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Keyboards
John Campbell
John Campbell
Keyboards
Kiki Ebsen
Kiki Ebsen
Keyboards
Phillip Ashley
Phillip Ashley
Keyboards
Mike Murphy
Mike Murphy
Programming
Peter Kaye
Peter Kaye
Programming
Peter Maher
Peter Maher
Programming
Dawayne Bailey
Dawayne Bailey
Background Vocals
Robert Lamm
Robert Lamm
Keyboards
James Pankow
James Pankow
Trombone
Lee Loughnane
Lee Loughnane
Trumpet
Danny Seraphine
Danny Seraphine
Drums
Efrain Toro
Efrain Toro
Programming
Walter Parazaider
Walter Parazaider
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Champlin
Bill Champlin
Songwriter
Jason Scheff
Jason Scheff
Songwriter
James Pankow
James Pankow
Brass Arranger
Lee Loughnane
Lee Loughnane
Brass Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chas Sandford
Chas Sandford
Producer
Daren Chadwick
Daren Chadwick
Assistant Engineer
Greg Walsh
Greg Walsh
Mixing Engineer
James Guthrie
James Guthrie
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

So you need to kick up your heels Baby, I can understand Don't you know how it's makin' me feel? I wanna be your only man When it comes right down to the wire I just need a touch of your fire But you're livin' it up You're givin' it up Seems I'm always waiting for you To find your yesterday I think I know what you're tryin' to do I got a better way Baby, soon enough it will end You'll be reachin' out for a friend But now you're livin' it up You're givin' it up all the time Please be mine So good at the runaround You're still making me wait outside Holding on to broken promises So good at the runaround I don't want to stand in line It's my turn, baby Please just let me in Though you're always out on the town I feel your loneliness While your life is leading you 'round It's just like an empty kiss When it comes right down to the truth Well, it comes right down to you You've been givin' it up And losin' in love every time Please be mine So good at the runaround You're still making me wait outside Holding on to broken promises So good at the runaround I don't want to stand in line It's my turn, baby, please Just let me in Oh, baby, let me in Baby, please, just let me in Baby, please So good at the runaround You're still making me wait outside Holding on to broken promises So good at the runaround I don't want to stand in line It's my turn, baby, let me in So good at the runaround I still fall for the same old lies Holding on to broken promises So good at the runaround I don't want to lose this time It's my turn, baby, please Just let me in Oh, baby, let me in Baby, please, just let me in Baby, please
Writer(s): Jason Randolph Scheff, Bill Champlin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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