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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quvenzhané Wallis
Quvenzhané Wallis
Vocals
Zoe Margaret Colletti
Zoe Margaret Colletti
Vocals
Nicolette Pierini
Nicolette Pierini
Vocals
Eden Duncan-Smith
Eden Duncan-Smith
Vocals
Amanda Troya
Amanda Troya
Vocals
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Keyboards
Deborah Lurie
Deborah Lurie
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Strouse
Charles Strouse
Composer
Martin Charnin
Martin Charnin
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Producer
Kuk Harrell
Kuk Harrell
Additional Producer
Matt Sullivan
Matt Sullivan
Additional Producer
Alex Pasco
Alex Pasco
Engineer
Julian Burg
Julian Burg
Engineer
Pat Thrall
Pat Thrall
Engineer
David Boucher
David Boucher
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Maybe far away, or maybe real nearby
He may be pouring her coffee, she may be straightening his tie
Maybe in a house, all hidden by a hill
She's sitting, playing piano, he's sitting, paying a bill
Betcha they're young, betcha they're smart
Bet they collect things, like ashtrays and art
Betcha they're good, why shouldn't they be?
Their one mistake was giving up me
So maybe now, it's time
And maybe, when I wake
They'll be there calling me baby
Maybe
Betcha he reads, betcha she sews (Betcha he reads, betcha she sews)
Maybe she's made me a closet of clothes (A closet of clothes)
Maybe they're strict, as straight as a line
Don't really care as long as they're mine
So maybe now, this prayer's (Maybe now, this prayer)
The last one of its kind
Won't you please come get your baby?
Won't you please come get your baby? Maybe
Written by: Charles Strouse, Martin Charnin
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