Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Corey Reynolds
Vocals
Danelle Eugenia Wilson
Vocals
Hairspray Ensemble
Cast
Original Broadway Cast of Hairspray
Performer
Hairspray Orchestra
Orchestra
Lon Hoyt
Keyboards
Birch Johnson
Trombone
Clarke Thorell
Vocals
Clint de Ganon
Drums
Danny Cahn
Trumpet
Dave Riekenberg
Reeds
David Mann
Reeds
David Spinozza
Guitar
Dick Latessa
Vocals
F. Centeno
Electric Bass Guitar
Harvey Fierstein
Vocals
Jackie Hoffman
Vocals
John Miller
Vocals
Keith Cotton
Keyboards
Kerry Butler
Vocals
Laura Bell Bundy
Vocals
Linda Hart
Vocals
Marissa Jaret Winokur
Vocals
Mary Bond Davis
Vocals
Matthew Morrison
Vocals
Peter Calo
Guitar
Rob Shaw
First Violin
Seth Farber
Keyboards
Shayna Steele
Vocals
Shoshana Bean
Vocals
Wally Usiatynski
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marc Shaiman
Songwriter
Scott Wittman
Lyrics
Harold Wheeler
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marc Shaiman
Producer
Dave Perini
Assistant Engineer
E. Scott Lindner
Assistant Engineer
Jason Stasium
Mixing Engineer
Mark Burdett
Creative Director
Paul Kolnik
Photography
Pete Karam
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Smith
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
Hey Trace, my moms pitching a platter party
At our record shop up off North Avenue
Wanna come check it out?
May I also come check it out?
Oh, you surely may
I've never been to North Avenue
Would it be safe up there for, you know us?
Yeah, don't worry cracker boy, it's cool
Imagine, being invited places by colored people
It feels so hip
I'm glad you feel that way, friends, 'cause not everybody does
I can't see
Why people look at me
And only see the color of my face
Yes they do
And then there's those
That try to help, God knows
But have to always put me in my place
Now I won't ask you to be color blind
'Cause if you pick the fruit
Then girl, you're sure to find
The blacker the berry
The sweeter the juice
I could say it ain't so
But darlin', what's the use?
The darker the chocolate
The richer the taste
And that's where it's at
Now run and tell that
Run and tell that
Run and tell that
Run and tell that
I can't see
Why people disagree
Each time I tell them what I know is true
And if you come
And see the world I'm from
I bet your heart is gonna feel it too
Yeah, I could lie
But baby, let's be bold
Vanilla be nice
But if the truth be told
The blacker the berry
The sweeter the juice
I could say it ain't so
But darlin', what's the use
The darker the chocolate
The richer the taste
And that's where it's at
Now run and tell that
Run and tell that
Hey, you're Tracy Turnblad
You're my favorite dancer on the Corny Collins Show
This is my sister, Li'l Inez
Yeah, I saw you at the auditions
Well, you're the only one who
Did, 'cause they kicked me out
On my young, gifted and black
Behind
Tell 'em about it
I'm tired of coverin' up all my pride
So give me five on the black-hand side
I've got a new way of movin'
And I got my own voice
So how can I help
But to shout and rejoice
The people 'round here
Can barely pay their rent
They're tryin' to make dollar out 'a fifteen cent
But we got a spirit money just can't buy
It's deep as a river
It soars to the sky
I can't see
The reason it can't be
The kinda world where we all get our chance
The time is now
And we can show them how
To turn the music up and let's all dance
'Cause all things are equal
When it comes to love
Well, that ain't quite true
'Cause when a push comes to shove
The blacker the berry
The sweeter the juice
I could say it ain't so
But darlin', what's the use
The darker the chocolate
The richer the taste
That's where it's at
Now run and tell that
Run and tell that
Run and tell that
Writer(s): Marc Shaiman, Scott Michael Wittman
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