Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Seger
Bob Seger
Vocals
Harold Faltermeyer
Harold Faltermeyer
Synclavier
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Guitar
Keith Forsey
Keith Forsey
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Seger
Bob Seger
Songwriter
Harold Faltermeyer
Harold Faltermeyer
Songwriter
Keith Forsey
Keith Forsey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harold Faltermeyer
Harold Faltermeyer
Producer
Brian Reeves
Brian Reeves
Mixing Engineer
Keith Forsey
Keith Forsey
Producer

Lyrics

No matter what you think you pull
You'll find it's not enough
No matter who you think you know
You won't get through
In the given, L.A. law
Someone's faster on the draw
No matter where you hide
I'm coming after you, yeah
No matter how the race is won
It always ends the same
Another room without a view awaits downtown
You can shake me for a while
Live it up in style
No matter what you do
I'm gonna take you down
Shakedown, breakdown, takedown
Everybody walks into the crowded line
Breakdown, takedown, you're busted
Let down your guard, honey
Just about the time you're thinking it's alright
Breakdown, takedown, you're busted
This is a town where everyone is reaching for the top
This is a place where second best will never do
It's O.K. to want to shine
But once you step across that line
No matter where you hide
I'm coming after you
Shakedown, breakdown, takedown
Everybody walks into the crowded line
Breakdown, takedown, you're busted
Shakedown, breakdown, honey
Just about the time you're thinking it's alright
Breakdown, takedown, you're busted
Oh, busted
Oh-oh
Shakedown, breakdown, takedown
(Breakdown, takedown)
Everybody walks into the crowded line
Breakdown, takedown, you're busted
(Takedown, shakedown)
Shakedown, breakdown, honey
(Breakdown, takedown)
Just about the time you're thinkin' it's alright
Breakdown, takedown, you're busted
(Takedown, shakedown)
Shakedown, breakdown, takedown
Everybody walks into the crowded line
Breakdown, takedown, you're busted
Let down your guard, honey
Just about the time you're thinking it's alright
Breakdown, takedown, oh, you're busted
Shakedown, breakdown, takedown
Everybody walks into the crowded line
Breakdown, takedown, you're busted
Let down your guard, honey
Just about the time you're thinking it's alright...
Written by: Bob Seger, Harold Faltermeyer, Keith Forsey
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