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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Tibbs
The Tibbs
Performer
Henk Kemkes
Henk Kemkes
Electric Guitar
Siebe Posthuma De Boer
Siebe Posthuma De Boer
Trumpet
Berd Ruttenberg
Berd Ruttenberg
Baritone Saxophone
Bas De Vries
Bas De Vries
Drums
Michael Willemsen
Michael Willemsen
Bass Guitar
Anton Titsing
Anton Titsing
Keyboards
Frank Stolwijk
Frank Stolwijk
Tenor Saxophone
Roxanne Hartog
Roxanne Hartog
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Henk Kemkes
Henk Kemkes
Composer
Siebe Posthuma De Boer
Siebe Posthuma De Boer
Composer
Berd Ruttenberg
Berd Ruttenberg
Composer
Bas De Vries
Bas De Vries
Composer
Michael Willemsen
Michael Willemsen
Composer
Anton Titsing
Anton Titsing
Composer
Frank Stolwijk
Frank Stolwijk
Composer
Roxanne Hartog
Roxanne Hartog
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Willemsen
Paul Willemsen
Producer

Lyrics

Rafaela With a cigarette in her hand Rafaela Oh, I don't understand Just why she caught my eye She didn't even have to try Rafaela's walking by Rafaela Sipping from her wine Rafaela And I forget the time As I listen to her song And in the moment, I belong To rafaela's got it going on And in her solitude She's staring at her glass And she doesn't know How good she looks in her red dress And I just want to tell her How fell for her But I turn my head I swallow down my verse How could I explain When the truth remains That I'm Here sitting next to him? Rafaela She is playing with her hair Rafaela And I am trying not to stare But I can't keep myself together I can't help but looking at her Rafaela they just can't compare And when she goes to leave She passes on her way Oh, and her perfume Leaves me in a gentle daze And I just want to tell her That fell for her But I turn my head I swallow down my verse How could I explain When the truth remains That I'm here sitting Next to him
Writer(s): Anton Titsing, Bas De Vries, Berd Ruttenberg, Frank Stolwijk, Henk Kemkes, Michael Willemsen, Roxanne Hartog, Siebe Posthuma De Boer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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