Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michelle Pfeiffer
Vocals
John Travolta
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marc Shaiman
Songwriter
Scott Wittman
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Spilfogel
Additional Engineer
Doug Sax
Mastering Engineer
Ed Cherney
Mixing Engineer
Eric Weaver
Assistant Engineer
Fabrice Dupont
Additional Engineer
Frank Wolf
Mixing Engineer
Greg Hayes
Assistant Engineer
Marc Shaiman
Producer
Patrick Spain
Assistant Engineer
Pete Karam
Additional Engineer
Peter Mokran
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Kennedy
Assistant Engineer
STEPHEN STEPANIC
Assistant Engineer
Steve Genewick
Assistant Engineer
Letras
Those lips, those eyes
That food, well, there ain't nothing like a spread
To get ya in the mood
Wilbur, can't you feel the burning flame of hot desire?
You're gonna need more than some seltzer to put out this fire
I'm wailing, "Look out old Baltimore"
I'm selling something
You can't purchase at a ten cent store
Oh Wilbur, I feel like a princess
Come on and take me to the ball
I bet you're tired of heavy lifting
Get your hands on something small
Because I'm big, blonde and beautiful
It's time to face the facts, it's irrefutable
Why waste one more minute?
Now I feel brand spanking new
Hey Wilbur, take a look it's all for
You
You?
Writer(s): Marc Shaiman, Scott Michael Wittman
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