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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dire Straits
Dire Straits
Performer
Guy Fletcher
Guy Fletcher
Keyboards
Mark Knopfler
Mark Knopfler
Guitar
Danny Cummings
Danny Cummings
Percussion
John Illsley
John Illsley
Bass Guitar
Phil Palmer
Phil Palmer
Guitar
Chris Whitten
Chris Whitten
Drums
Alan Clark
Alan Clark
Keyboards
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Pedal Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Knopfler
Mark Knopfler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dire Straits
Dire Straits
Producer
Guy Fletcher
Guy Fletcher
Producer
Appie van Els
Appie van Els
Assistant Engineer
Neil Dorfsman
Neil Dorfsman
Engineer
Mark Knopfler
Mark Knopfler
Producer
Peter Brandt
Peter Brandt
Assistant Engineer
Ronald Prent
Ronald Prent
Assistant Engineer
John Illsley
John Illsley
Producer
Alan Clark
Alan Clark
Producer
Robert Ludwig
Robert Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Gotta be a record of you someplace
You gotta be on somebody's books
The lowdown a picture of your face
Your injured looks
The sacred and profane
Pleasure and the pain
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
And it's your face I'm lookin' for on every street
[Verse 2]
Ladykiller, regulation tattoo
Silver spurs on his heels
Says, what can I do as I'm standin' next to you
She threw herself under my wheels
Oh, it's a dangerous road
And a hazardous load
And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat
And it's your face I'm lookin' for on every street
[Verse 3]
And a three chord symphony crashes into space
And a moon is hangin' upside down
I don't know why it is I'm still on the case
It's a ravenous town
And you still refuse to be traced
And it's seemed to be such a waste
And every victory got a taste that's bittersweet
And it's your face I'm lookin' for on every street
Yeah, and it's your face I'm lookin' for on every street
Written by: Mark Knopfler
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