Top-Songs von Michael Bublé
Credits
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Michael Bublé
Stimme und Gesang
Robert Grant Scott
Klavier
Jacob Rodriguez
Baritonsaxofon
Paul Bushnell
Bassgitarre
Homer Steinweiss
Schlagzeug
Josh Freese
Schlagzeug
Rick Baptist
Flügelhorn
Binky Griptite
Gitarre
Bob Rock
Gitarre
Joel Shearer
Gitarre
Keith Scott
Gitarre
Michael Landau
Gitarre
Rusty Anderson
Gitarre
Tom Brenneck
Gitarre
Jamie Muhoberac
Tasteninstrumente
Lenny Castro
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Alan Chang
Klavier
Mike Allen
Tenorsaxofon
Nick Vayenas
Posaune
Justin Ray
Trompete
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Michael Bublé
Songwriter:in
Robert Grant Scott
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Eric Helmkamp
Ingenieur:in
Randy Staub
Ingenieur:in
Bob Rock
Produzent:in
George Marino
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Chris Lord-Alge
Mischtechniker:in
Songtexte
Na-na, na-na-na-na, na
Na-na-na-na, na
Na-na-na-na
Could you be a teenage idol?
Could you be a movie star?
When I turn on my TV, will you smile and wave at me
Tellin' Oprah who you are?
So you want to be a rock star
With blue-eyed bunnies in your bed? Mm
Well, remember when you're rich that you sold yourself for this
You'll be famous 'cause you're dead
So don't go higher for desire
Put in your head, baby, Hollywood is dead
You can find it in yourself
I don't want to take you dancin'
When you're dancin' with the world
You can flash your caviar and your million-dollar car
I don't need that kind of girl
But could you be the next sensation?
Or will you set the latest style?
You don't need a catchy song 'cause the kids will sing along
When you sell it with a smile
So don't go higher for desire
Put in your head, baby, Hollywood is dead
You can find it in yourself
So don't fly higher (oh, don't fly higher) for your fire
Put in your head, baby, Hollywood is dead
You can find it in yourself
Na-na, na-na-na-na (na)
Keep it in your head (na-na-na-na, na)
Hollywood is dead (na-na-na-na)
Well, you can do the money tango, ah
You can start your little band
You can swing from vine to vine while the cuties wait in line
With the money in their hands
But if you get to California
Save a piece of gold for me
If it's the only thing you'll save, then I'll bet you'll never wave
When I watch you on TV
So don't go higher (don't go higher) for desire (oh, for your desire)
Put in your head, baby, Hollywood is dead
You can find it in yourself
So don't fly higher (oh, don't fly higher) for your fire
Put in your head, baby, Hollywood is dead
You can find it in yourself
Keep on lovin' what is true, and the world will come to you
You can find it in yourself
Love what is true, and the world will come to you
You can find it in yourself
No, no, no, no, no (na-na, na-na-na-na, na)
Keep it in your head (na-na-na-na, na)
Hollywood is dead (na-na-na-na)
Come, come, Hollywood is dead, babe, woo-hoo
Oh, Hollywood is dead, dead, dead
Whoa, it's dead! Hollywood is dead, babe, baby
Maybe it's been dead and done, don't know
Save a piece of...
Keep on lovin' what's true, and the world will come to you
Hollywood is dead
Get-get-get-get-get-get, get it in your head, Hollywood is dead
Hollywood is dead, baby, baby-by-by-by, baby, ooh-hoo
I really wanna, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Writer(s): Michael Steven Buble, Robert Grant Scott
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