Produced by Bob and Jim Abbott | © & Ⓟ 1995 Their Records | All Rights Reserved
Notes
Guitars, piano, Hammond B3, synths, vocals – Bobby Abbott, Jim Abbott
Drums – Chris Hanosh
Rehearsals at Bill’s Place, North Hollywood, CA
Recorded at Abbsong Studio, Track Record Inc., Somewhere Recording, Artisan Sound Recorders.
Multitrack transfers by John Wagner Recording, Albuquerque, NM.
Mixed at Artisan Sound Recorders, Hollywood, CA by Jon Lowry, Track Record, Inc. Studio B, North Hollywood, CA by Ken Paulakovich, and Jandemonium Recording, North Hollywood, CA by Uly between October and November 1994.
Mastering by CMS Digital, Pasadena, CA January 1995
Remastered for digital release at Abbsong Studio June 2015
Drum Workshop kit provided by Ross Garfield, Drum Doctors, Hollywood, CA October 1994
Album art by Molly Abbott
Original Album design by Caroline Smalley, CDS Graphics
Lyrics
City Bitches - by Bob Abbott and Jack Brown | Published by Abbsong Music, BMI
Verse
City bitches know who you are, city bitches don’t need no cars
Send a limo but don’t be late city bitch and a back seat date
Lovely ladies a cuttin’ in line and Eighty Cents is appearing on time
Saving smiles for an empty seat when the sound hits the city street
Chorus
The photographers follow you, the police look for something to prove
City bitches, city, city, city, bitches
Verse
Wily women a kissing and tell, and everybody is ringing their bell
Metro mamas with unlisted lines busy signals all the time
Sorry lovers don’t park at their door only givers that give some more
Saving money cause everything’s free, yes free, well tell me
Chorus
The paparazzi follow you, Interpol looks for something to prove
City bitches, city, city, city bitches
Verse
The thermometer says it’s hot, and the street’s shaking as she walks
Bending over to tie her shoe, you’re blind if it doesn’t get to you
Well window shopping for 14k, and a matching dress a little risque
Turning heads at the escalator, well yes sir
Chorus
The reporters follow you, looking for an interview
City bitches, city, city, city, city bitches, well city city bitches
City bitches, city bitches
Best In The West - by Bob Abbott | Published by Abbsong Music, BMI
Verse
Some say it’s class some say it’s soul, others rap about it as if they know
some say it’s speed some say it’s style, but most look out windows for all of their lives
But I say it’s something that can’t be seen, it’s not on the goal line, it’s somewhere in between
some say it’s this, some say it’s that, others are assured they know where it’s at, oh baby baby
Chorus
I never sleep I never get no rest, I’ve been looking for the best in the west
I used to live beside the Crest, I began to wonder, well who’s the best
Who’s the best, the best in the west, who’s the best, the best in the west
who’s the best, the best in the west, who’s the best, the best in the west
Some super duper devil dandy dan, a winning combination game plan
a wonder woman or some superman, some new sensational soda pop can
Who’s the best, the best in the west, who’s the best, the best in the west
who’s the best, the best in the west, who’s the best, the best in the west
Verse
Some say it’s Paris that sets the trend, others say it’s Fifth Avenue that gets them in
there’s a lot of people out there, who couldn’t tell you the time of day
but when the criticism starts they’ve got plenty to say
But I say it’s something that just can’t be seen, it’s not on the goal line it’s somewhere in between
some say “yes, that’s right”, some say “no no no no no you’re wrong”
don’t tell me to keep it short when I know I like it long, oh baby baby
Long Way To My House - by Bob Abbott | Published by Abbsong Music, BMI
Verse
Here we are for the first time we met
what’d you say your name was sweetheartI like the way you’re dressed
Would you like a drink now or would you like to dance
would you like to leave now, take a chance
Chorus
Cause it’s a long way to my house
it’s a long way to my house
it’s a long way to my house
but we can try, we can try
I think I’ve seen you somewhere else before
something about the way you smiled meant something for sure
I like the way you look but would you like a drink
would you like to leave now do you think
Chorus
Cause it’s a long way to my house
it’s a long way to my house
it’s a long way to my house
but we can try, we can try, we can try
Verse
Here we are for the time we met
what’d you say your name was honey, I like the way you’re dressed
Would you like drink now or would you like to dance
would you like to leave now, yes, oh yes
Chorus
Cause it’s a long way to my house
it’s a long way to my house
it’s a long way to my house
but we can try, we can try, darling we can try, we can try