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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Donald Fagen
Vocals
Walter Becker
Bass
Carolyn Willis
Background Vocals
Jeff Porcaro
Drums
Myrna Matthews
Background Vocals
Sherlie Matthews
Background Vocals
V. Feldman
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donald Fagen
Songwriter
Walter Becker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gary Katz
Producer
Roger Nichols
Engineer
Lyrics
Kids if you want some fun
Mr. LaPage is your man
He's always laughing, having fun
Showing his films in the den
Come on, come on
Soon you will be eighteen
I think you know what I mean
Don't tell your mama
Your daddy or mama
They'll never know where you been
Everyone's gone to the movies
Now we're alone at last
Everyone's gone to the movies
Now we're alone at last
Listen to what I say
He wants to show you the way
Right down the hallway with open arms
To teach you a new game to play
Come on, come on
Soon it will be too late
Bobbing for apples can wait
I know you're used to sixteen or more
Sorry, we only have eight
Everyone's gone to the movies
Now we're alone at last
Everyone's gone to the movies
Now we're alone at last
Oh babies, come on
Please come one
Kids if you want some fun
See what you never have seen
Take off your cheaters and set right down
Start the projection machine
Everyone's gone to the movies
Now we're alone at last
Everyone's gone to the movies
Now we're alone at last
Written by: Donald Fagen, Walter Becker