Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Raconteurs
Performer
Brendan Benson
Vocals
Jack White III
Vocals
Wayne Jackson
Horn
Jack L.J. Lawrence
Bass
Dean Fertita
Clavinet
Patrick Keeler
Drums
Dirk Powell
Fiddle
Jack Hale
Horn
Tom McGinley
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brendan Benson
Composer
John Anthony White
Composer
The Raconteurs
Arranger
Jack White III
Horn Arranger
Wayne Jackson
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brendan Benson
Producer
Jack White III
Producer
Lowell Reynolds
Assistant Engineer
Joe Chiccarelli
Engineer
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
How you gonna top yourself
When there is nobody else
How you gonna do it by yourself
Cause I'm not gonna be here to help you
Yeah
Alright
How you gonna top yourself
When there is nobody else
How you gonna do it by yourself
Cause I'm not gonna be here to help you
How you gonna do it alone
When I don't pick up my phone
I'd love to give a dog a bone
But I'm not gonna stick around to help you
Hey
Alright
Yeah
How you gonna stop yourself
When your man stops ringing your bell
You're right between Heaven and Hell
And your gonna need the good Lord to help you
How am I gonna make you see
That this ain't no way to be
See you've been gettin' it all for free
Guess you'd better get yourself a sugar daddy to help you!
Top yourself
Such a little girl like a spinning top mamma
But you're spinning out of control
It takes sleeping like a snake like you
To rip apart my soul
Yeah!
Yeah, rip apart my soul
Rip apart my soul
How you gonna rock yourself to sleep
When I give up my midnight creep girl
How you gonna get that deep
When your daddy ain't around here to do it to you
Yeah, how you gonna do it alone
When I don't pick up my phone
I'll give a dog a bone
But I'm not gonna stick around to help you
Yeah
Top yourself
Top yourself
Top yourself
Writer(s): Brendan Benson, John Anthony White
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