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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Franks
Michael Franks
Vocals
Claus Ogerman
Claus Ogerman
Conductor
Wilton Felder
Wilton Felder
Bass
Israel Baker
Israel Baker
Conductor
Joao Palm
Joao Palm
Drums
Larry Carlton
Larry Carlton
Guitar
Ray Armando
Ray Armando
Percussion
Hélio Delmiro
Hélio Delmiro
Rhythm Guitar
João Donato
João Donato
Piano
Michael Brecker
Michael Brecker
Tenor Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Franks
Michael Franks
Songwriter
Claus Ogerman
Claus Ogerman
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Henderson
Don Henderson
Assistant Engineer
Al Schmitt
Al Schmitt
Mixing Engineer
Tommy LiPuma
Tommy LiPuma
Producer

Lyrics

Don't you ever invite your boyfriend here
I like to be here alone
Just answer the door and feed the deer
And fight the telephone
Got to learn these words and I know you will
Or I'll send you right back to Guayaquil
Say "B'wana - he no home"
Say "B'wana - he no home"
Say "B'wana - he no home"
Say "B'wana - he no home"
Got to peel your eyes for the heat, my dear
You got to froth and foam
Got to send away the mad puppeteer
Who seems to think this is home
I want you to speak the English right
I want you to smile and be polite
Say "B'wana - he no home"
Say "B'wana - he no home"
Say "B'wana - he no home"
Say "B'wana - he no home"
I don't care if you drive my 220, honey
Don't let 'em steal my chrome
I don't care if you spend all my money, honey
Long as you leave me alone
I just want you to try to remember one thing
If somebody knocks or the telephone rings
Say "B'wana - he no home"
Say "B'wana - he no home"
Say "B'wana - he no home"
Say "B'wana - he no home"
Written by: Michael Franks
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