℗ 1970 Curtom Classics Inc., a label of Warner Strategic Marketing
Saxophone: Clifford Davis
Producer: Curtis Mayfield
Vocals: Curtis Mayfield
Assistant Engineer: Danny Turbeville
Drums: Donald Simmons
Violin: Elloit Golub
Arranger, Instruments: Gary Slabo
Woodwinds: Harold Dessent
Viola: Harold Klatz
Instruments: Harold Lepp
Trumpet: John Howell
Keyboards: John Ross
Saxophone: Leonard Druss
Trombone: Lorin Binford
Percussion: Master Henry Gibson
Guitar: Patrick Ferreri
Guitar: Phil Upchurch
Instruments: Richard Single
Arranger: Riley Hampton
Horn: Robert Lewis
Drums, Percussion: Robert Sims
Engineer: Roger Anfinson
Baritone Saxophone: Ron Kolber
Trumpet: Rudolph Stauber
Instruments: Sam Heiman
Violin: Sol Bobrob
Engineer: Tom Flye
Writer: Curtis Mayfield
℗ 2016 The Weeknd XO, Inc., Manufactured and Marketed by Republic Records, a Division of UMG Recordings, Inc.
Released on: 2018-04-20
Producer, Studio Personnel, Engineer: Doc McKinney
Producer, Studio Personnel, Engineer: Cirkut
Producer: Abel Tesfaye
Producer, Co- Producer: Cashmere Cat
Producer, Co- Producer: Prince85
Associated Performer, Synthesizer: Dylan Wiggins
Associated Performer, Guitar: Simon Christenson
Studio Personnel, Engineer: Joshua Smith
Studio Personnel, Mixer: Serban Ghenea
Studio Personnel, Mix Engineer: John Hanes
Composer Lyricist: Abel Tesfaye
Composer Lyricist: Martin Mckinney
Composer Lyricist: Mejdi Rhars
Composer Lyricist: Dylan Wiggins
Composer Lyricist: Magnus Hoiberg
Composer Lyricist: William Walsh
Composer Lyricist: Henry Walter
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Lyrics:
You call me on the telephone, you feel so far away
You tell me to come over, theres some games you want to play
Im walking to your house, nobodys home
Just me and you and you and me alone
Were just playing hide and seek
Its getting hard to breathe under the sheets with you
I dont want to play no games
Im tired of always chasing, chasing after you
I dont give a fuck about you anyways
Whoever said I gave a shit bout you?
You never share your toys or communicate
I guess Im just a play date to you
Wake up in your bedroom and theres nothing left to say
When I try to talk youre always playing board games
I wish I had monopoly over your mind
I wish I didnt care all the time
Were just playing hide and seek
Its getting hard to breathe under the sheets with you
I dont want to play no games
Im tired of always chasing, chasing after you
I dont give a fuck about you anyways
Whoever said I gave a shit bout you?
You never share your toys or communicate
I guess Im just a play date to you
Ring around the rosy
I never know, I never know what you need
Ring around the rosy, I want to give you, want to give you
What you need
I dont give a fuck about you anyways
Whoever said I gave a shit bout you?
You never share your toys or communicate
I guess Im just a play date to you
You know I give a fuck about you everyday
Guess its time that I tell you the truth
If I share my toys, will you let me stay?
Dont want to leave this play date with you