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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Catherine Zeta-Jones
Vocals
Taye Diggs
Intro Vocals
Paul Bogaev
Conductor
Mitch Dalton
Guitar
Perry Cavari
Drums
David Hartley
Piano
Christian Garrick
Violin
John Bailey
Bass
Jamie Talbot
Clarinet
Stan Saltzman
Tenor Saxophone
Alan Barnes
Clarinet
Audrey Martells
Vocals
Capathia Jenkins
Vocals
Dennis Collins
Vocals
Derek Watkins
Trumpet
Gary Kettel
Percussion
Jeff Saver
Piano
Jim Sapporito
Percussion
Keith O'Quinn
Trombone
Larry Farrell
Trombone
Mya Harrison
Vocals
Owen Slade
Tuba
Paul Morgan
Double Bass
Pete Beachill
Tenor Trombone
Ray Swinfield
Clarinet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Kander
Composer
Fred Ebb
Lyrics
Paul Bogaev
Vocal Arranger
Ric Wake
Vocal Arranger
Doug Besterman
Orchestrator
Jo Ann Kane
Copyist
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ric Wake
Soundtrack Producer
Randy Spendlove
Soundtrack Producer
Marc Russell
Assistant Producer
John Bailey
Assistant Engineer
Chris Barrett
Assistant Recording Engineer
Dan Hetzel
Mixing Engineer
Jim Annunziato
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Joel Moss
Recording Engineer
Dave Scheuer
Recording Engineer
Ellen Segal
Editing Engineer
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Greg Lawson
Producer
Gustavo Celis
Recording Engineer
Martin Richards
Executive Producer
Lyrics
Ladies and gentleman
Miss Velma Kelly in an act of desperation
My sister and I had an act that couldn't flop
My sister and I were headed straight for the top
My sister and I earned a thou', a week at least
Oh, yeah
But my sister is now, unfortunately, deceased
I know it's sad, of course, but a fact is still a fact
And now all that remains is the remains
Of a perfect double act
Watch this!
Now you have to imagine it with two people
It's swell with two people
First I, then she, then we'd
But I can't do it alone
Then she'd, then I'd, then we'd
But I can't do it alone
She'd say, what's your sister like?
I'd say men
She'd say, you're the cats meow
Then we'd wow the crowd again
When she'd go, I'd go, we'd go
Then those ding-dong daddies started to roar
Whistled, stomped, stamped on the floor
Yelling, screaming, begging for more
And we'd say, okay fellas, keep your socks up
'Cause you ain't seen nothing yet
But I simply cannot do it alone
So what'd ya think, huh?
Come on, you can say
I know, you're right, the first part's shit
But the second part, the second part is really nifty
Okay
She'd go, I'd go, we'd go
And then those two-bit Johnny's did it up brown
To cheer the best attraction in town
They nearly tore the balcony down
And we'd say, okay boys, we going home
But before we go, here's a few more partin' shots
And this, this we did in perfect unison
Now, you've see me going through it
You may think there's nothing to it
But I simply cannot do it alone
Writer(s): Fred Ebb, John Kander
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