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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Randy Newman
Piano
Ron Elliott
Acoustic Guitar
Bernie Leadon
Background Vocals
Don Henley
Background Vocals
Glenn Frey
Background Vocals
Red Callender
Bass
Russ Titelman
Electric Bass Guitar
Willie Weeks
Electric Bass Guitar
Jim Keltner
Drums
Milt Holland
Percussion
Bobbye Hall Porter
Percussion
John Platania
Electric Guitar
Al Perkins
Pedal Steel Guitar
Andy Newmark
Drums
Dennis Budimir
Acoustic Guitar
Malcolm Cecil
Synthesizer Programming
Robert Margouleff
Synthesizer Programming
Ry Cooder
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Randy Newman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Donn Landee
Additional Engineer
Russ Titelman
Producer
Lee Herschberg
Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lenny Waronker
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Old lady lost in the city
In the middle of a cold, cold night
It was fourteen below and the wind started to blow
There wasn't a boy scout in sight
Pull down the shades cause he's comin'
Turn out the lights 'fore he's here
Runnin' hard down the street
Through the snow and the sleet
On the coldest night of the year
[Verse 2]
Beware, beware, beware of the Naked Man
Beware, beware, beware of the Naked Man
[Verse 3]
Old lady head up toward Broad Street
Shufflin' uptown against the wind
She had started to cry, wiped a tear from her eye
Looked back to see where she had been
[Verse 4]
Old lady stand on the corner
With a purse in her hand
She does not know but in a minute or so
She will be robbed by a naked man
[Verse 5]
Beware, beware, beware of the Naked Man
Beware, beware, beware of the Naked Man
[Verse 6]
Old lady lean against a lamppost
Starin' down at the ground on which she stand
She look up and scream for the lamplight's beam
There stood the famous Naked Man
[Verse 7]
He say, "They found out about my sister
And kicked me out of the Navy
They would have strung me up if they could
I tried to explain that we were both of us lazy
And were doing the best we could"
[Verse 8]
Well, he faked to the left, he faked to the right
And he snatched the purse from her hand
"Someone stop me," he cried as he faded from sight
"Won't nobody help a naked man?"
"Won't nobody help a naked man?"
[Verse 9]
Beware, beware, beware of the Naked Man
Beware, beware, beware of the Naked Man
Written by: Randy Newman