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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Kramer
Joey Kramer
Drums
Stan Bronstein
Stan Bronstein
Baritone Saxophone
Joe Perry
Joe Perry
Electric Guitar
Brad Whitford
Brad Whitford
Electric Guitar
Tom Hamilton
Tom Hamilton
Bass Guitar
Michael Brecker
Michael Brecker
Tenor Saxophone
Jon Pearson
Jon Pearson
Trombone
Steven Tyler
Steven Tyler
Lead Vocals
Dick Wagner
Dick Wagner
Electric Guitar
Randy Brecker
Randy Brecker
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe Perry
Joe Perry
Songwriter
Steven Tyler
Steven Tyler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frank Connelly
Frank Connelly
Producer
Rod O'Brien
Rod O'Brien
Engineer
Jack Douglas
Jack Douglas
Producer
Ray Colcord
Ray Colcord
Producer
J. MESSINA
J. MESSINA
Engineer

Lyrics

Get yourself a cooler, lay yourself low
Coincidental murder, with nothing to show
With the judge, constipation will go to his head
And his wife's aggravation, you're soon enough dead
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
Gotcha with the cocaine they found with your gun
No smooth-face lawyer to get you undone
Say love ain't the same on the south-side of town
You could look, but you ain't gonna find it around
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old story, same old song and dance
Fate comes a-knocking, doors start locking
Your old-time connection, change your direction
You ain't gonna change it, can't rearrange it
Can't stand the pain when it's all the same to you, my friend
When you're low down and dirty, from walking the street
With your old hurdy-gurdy, no one to meet
Say love ain't the same, on the south-side of town
You could look, but you ain't gonna find it around
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old story, same old song and dance, yeah
Written by: Joe Perry, Steven Tyler
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