Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Bowie
Vocals
Geoff MacCormack
Background Vocals
Trevor Bolder
Bass Guitar
Woody Woodmansey
Drums
Brian Wilshaw
Flute
Ken Fordham
Saxophone
John Hutchinson
Guitar
Mick Ronson
Guitar
Mike Garson
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Bowie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Bowie
Producer
Ground Control
Recording Engineer
Paul Furedi
Editing Engineer
Nigel Reeve
Mastering Engineer
Peter Mew
Mastering Engineer
Tony Visconti
Mixing Engineer
TRIDENT STUDIOS
Recording Engineer
Ken Scott
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Shakey threw a party that lasted all night
Everybody drank a lot of something nice
There was an old-fashioned band of married men
Looking up to me for encouragement - it was so-so
The ladies looking bad but the music was sad
No one took their eyes off Lorraine
She shimmered and she strolled like a Chicago moll
Her feathers looked better and better - it was so-so
Yeah! it was time to unfreeze
When the Reverend Alabaster danced on his knees
Yeah! Well, it wasn't it a game
Cracking all the mirrors in shame
CHORUS
Watch that man! Oh honey, watch that man
He talks like a jerk but he could eat you with a fork and spoon
Watch that man! Oh honey, watch that man
He talks like a jerk but he's only taking care of the room
Must be in tune
A Benny Goodman fan painted holes in his hands
Shakey hung him up to dry
The pundits were joking, the manholes were smoking
Every bottle battled with the reason why
The girl on the phone wouldn't leave me alone
A throw back from someone's LP
A lemon in a bag played a Tiger Rag
And the villains on the screen stopped bleeding
Yeah! I was shaking like a leaf
For I couldn't understand the conversation
Yeah! So I ran to the street, looking for information
CHORUS
Watch that man, baby
Watch that man (repeat ad inf.)
Keep cool, baby
Writer(s): David Bowie
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