Repeat Offender Album

Artist(s): Richard Marx

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Richard Marx Repeat Offender Cover Art

Tracklist

Nothin' You Can Do About It

length: 4:45
producer: Richard Marx and David Cole
piano: Michael Omartian
lead vocals: Richard Marx
mixer: David Cole
engineer: David Cole
arranger: Steve Lukather and Richard Marx
bass: John Pierce
background vocals: Bobby Kimball, Bill Champlin and Richard Marx
guitar: Steve Lukather
drums (drum set): Mike Baird
solo guitar: Steve Lukather
organ: Bill Champlin
lyricist: Richard Marx
composer: Richard Marx

Have you heard the news?
I'm doing what I said I would
So now you say
Boy, I always knew you could
My wildest dreams
Murdered by reality
I gave you all I could give to you
But now I'm taking back what belongs to me

I read you like a drugstore book
How'd I ever think you were cool
You got no bait left on your hook
You're no friend and buddy, I'm no fool

[Chorus]
Ain't nothin' you can do about it
Ain't nothin' you can say
ain't' nothin' you can do about it
No one's gonna stand in my way

I've done my time
I've given up my pound of flesh
So why can't the man seem to understand
That I've already passed the test

You did your best to keep me down
Tried to make my spirit give in
But I'm here to make a big, big sound
It's your turn to lose and it's my turn to win

[Chorus]

I know you can never go back
Once you turn and walk out that door
Got no time for worries like that
I'm not a kid anymore

You did your best to keep me down
Tried to make my spirit give in
But I'm here to make a big, big sound
It's your turn to lose and my turn to win

[Chorus]

Satisfied

length: 4:14
producer: David Cole and Richard Marx
lead vocals: Richard Marx
mixer: David Cole
engineer: David Cole
arranger: Richard Marx
bass: Randy Jackson
background vocals: Richard Marx and Cynthia Rhodes
guitar: Michael Landau and Bruce Gaitsch
keyboard: C.J. Vanston
percussion: Paulinho da Costa
drums (drum set): Mike Baird
solo guitar: Michael Landau
organ: Bill Payne
composer: Richard Marx
lyricist: Richard Marx
We work our bodies weary to stay alive
There must be more to living than nine to five

Why should we wait for some better time
There may not even be a tomorrow
Ain't no sense in losing your mind
I'm gonna make it worth the ride

Don't you know, I won't give up until I'm satisfied
Don't you know, why should I stop until I'm satisfied

Ignore the hesitation, that ties your hands
Use your imagination, and take a chance

I won't let my moment of truth pass me by
I've gotta make my move now or never
And if they turn me loose on this town
They're gonna have to hold me down

Don't you know, I won't give up until I'm satisfied
Don't you know, why should I stop until I'm satisfied Yeah

Oh, don't you know, ain't gonna stop until we're satisfied
Don't you know, we shouldn't stop until we're satisfied

Don't you know, ain't gonna stop until I'm satisfied
Don't you know, we won't give up until we're satisfied

Angelia

length: 5:18
producer: David Cole and Richard Marx
lead vocals: Richard Marx
mixer: David Cole
engineer: David Cole
arranger: C.J. Vanston and Richard Marx
bass: Jim Cliff
background vocals: Richard Marx
guitar: Michael Landau and Bruce Gaitsch
keyboard: C.J. Vanston
saxophone: Marc Russo
drums (drum set): Prairie Prince
solo guitar: Michael Landau and Bruce Gaitsch
writer: Richard Marx
lyricist: Richard Marx
composer: Richard Marx
Memories of you and me
Tumble inside my head
The way that we used to be
Things that we said

No one has ever made me believe so strong
You left me to wonder
How did our love go wrong

Angelia
Where you running to now
Angelia
Got to make you turn around

I lie awake at night
Wait for the sun to shine
I still feel you next to me
Your lips on mine

Without a warning
You made our love a lie
You said you were sorry
But you never told me why

Angelia
Where you running to now
Angelia
Got to make you turn around

Maybe my love is in vain
Maybe you're the hurting kind
Can't take no more of this pain
I've got to get you off my mind

Tried to be what you wanted
I gave you all I had
You left me with nothing
Nothing but a photograph

Angelia
Where you running to now
Angelia
Got to make you turn around
Angelia
Where you running to now
Angelia
Got to make you turn around

Too Late to Say Goodbye

length: 4:53
producer: David Cole and Richard Marx
lead vocals: Richard Marx
mixer: David Cole
engineer: David Cole
arranger: Richard Marx
bass: Jim Cliff
background vocals: Richard Marx and Fee Waybill
guitar: Michael Landau
keyboard: C.J. Vanston
acoustic guitar: Bruce Gaitsch
drums (drum set): Prairie Prince
solo guitar: Michael Landau
lyricist: Fee Waybill
composer: Richard Marx
What I had to flaunt
Has come back to haunt
Like a restless wind
And the best of times
That were left behind
They come blowing in

No one's pushing me through that door
But it might as well be a forty-four in the night

It's too late to say goodbye
I'm all out of lies
It's too late to say goodbye

How can I resist
One more stranger's kiss
Should the thrill be gone
And if I must refrain
Will I wind up the same
As the jealous dogs?

From this day forward could be too long
But crossing that border would be so wrong, and you're right

It's too late to say goodbye
I've run out of lies
It's too late to say goodbye

I know that you're right
It's too late to say goodbye
I'm all out of lies
It's too late to say goodbye
This feeling won't die
It's too late to say goodbye
I can't watch you cry
It's too late to say goodbye

Right Here Waiting

length: 4:24
producer producer: David Cole
producer: Richard Marx
lead vocals: Richard Marx
mixer: David Cole
engineer: David Cole
arranger: Richard Marx and C.J. Vanston
guitar: Bruce Gaitsch
keyboard: C.J. Vanston
composer: Richard Marx, Bruce Gaitsch
lyricist: Richard Marx
Oceans apart day after day
And I slowly go insane
I hear your voice on the line
But it doesn't stop the pain

If I see you next to never
How can we sail forever

Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you

I took for granted, all the times
That I thought would last somehow
I hear the laughter, I taste the tears
But I can't get near you now

Oh, can't you see it baby
You've got me going crazy

Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you

I wonder how we can survive
This romance
But in the end if I'm with you
I'll take the chance

Oh, can't you see it baby
You've got me going crazy

Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you
Waiting for you

Heart on the Line

length: 4:44
producer: David Cole and Richard Marx
lead vocals: Richard Marx
mixer: David Cole
engineer: David Cole
arranger: Richard Marx and Bruce Gaitsch
bass: Randy Jackson
background vocals: Tommy Funderburk and Richard Marx
guitar: Bruce Gaitsch and Michael Landau
drums (drum set): Prairie Prince
solo guitar: Bruce Gaitsch
solo saxophone: Marc Russo
other vocals: Ruth Marx, Richard Marx, John Moore, David Cole, Cynthia Rhodes and Bob Coy
composer: Bruce Gaitsch, Richard Marx
lyricist: Bruce Gaitsch, Richard Marx
One look in your innocent eyes
And I knew you had to be the one
You walked out of all of my dreams
Never thought the day would really come

I've been standing in a long desperate line
Waiting for somebody like you
I may only be wasting my time
Don't know what else to do

If you turn me away
Just be careful what you say
Girl, you've got my heart on the line
Don't be mean, don't be cruel
Don't you treat me like a fool
Girl, you've got my heart on the line

It's too late to be wishing I was
In somebody else's shoes this time
I'm tied up, like a slave to a chain
Praying that you'll please be kind

If it's true that love's a disease
Baby, I'm a dangerous case
I beg for mercy, got me down on my knees
You've got a smile on your face

If you turn me away
Just be careful what you say
Girl, you've got my heart on the line
Don't be mean, don't be cruel
Don't you treat me like a fool
Girl, you've got my heart on the line

I don't want to stay
In my own little world
So if you want to play
Won't you show me, little girl

If you turn me away
Just be careful what you say
Girl, you've got my heart on the line
Don't be mean, don't be cruel
Don't you treat me like a fool
Girl, you've got my heart on the line

Real World

length: 4:15
producer: Richard Marx and David Cole
piano: Michael Omartian
lead vocals: Richard Marx
mixer: David Cole
engineer: David Cole
arranger: Richard Marx
bass: Jim Cliff
background vocals: Bill Champlin, Richard Marx and Bobby Kimball
guitar: Michael Landau and Jon Walmsley
saxophone: Dave Koz
drums (drum set): John M. Keane
solo guitar: Paul Warren and Jon Walmsley
organ: Bill Champlin
lyricist: Richard Marx
composer: Richard Marx
I remember me sittin' on my daddy's knee
Dreamin' 'bout what life had in store for me
When I look back now it really makes me mad
The years I took for granted were the best I had

School was alright
Gave me time to fantasize
But one day I woke up
And I realized

I'm livin' in the real world
Everything's written in black and white
Livin' in the real world
Where you don't get nothin' unless you fight

I want to relax but I don't know how
The pressures on me are much stronger now
I remember the days I didn't have a care
Aside from being afraid somebody'd cut my hair

I want to make it
Before my chances are gone
They say be patient
But it takes too long

Repeat chorus

Real world
Where there ain't no holiday in sight
Livin' in the real world
Where you don't get nothin' unless you fight

Someday soon I'll settle down for good
There was a time I thought I never would
I'm gonna live with a lady on a quiet beach
I'm gonna have three kids, maybe one of each

I've got to make it
Before my chances are gone
They say be patient
But it takes too long

Repeat chorus

If You Don't Want My Love

length: 4:08
producer: Richard Marx and David Cole
lead vocals: Richard Marx
mixer: David Cole
engineer: David Cole
arranger: Richard Marx
bass: Randy Jackson
background vocals: Bobby Kimball, Bill Champlin and Richard Marx
guitar: Bruce Gaitsch
keyboard: C.J. Vanston
percussion: Paulinho da Costa
drums (drum set): John “JR” Robinson
solo guitar: Bruce Gaitsch
organ: Bill Champlin
lyricist: Fee Waybill
composer: Richard Marx
I know you have reservations
And you're just along for the ride
But I see a slight hesitation
What are you trying to hide

Don't be afraid to bare your soul
Nothing you say could be too bold
I'm growing old

If you don't want my love
Tell me now cause I'll survive
If you don't want my love
I'm sure that somebody does tonight

You make a grown man quiver
It might be hard to believe
But it's time to stand and deliver
You've just been playing with me

I don't want to blow my only chance
But you've got to show me where you stand
Or drop my hand

If you don't want my love
Tell me now cause I'll survive
If you don't want my love
It won't be the end of my life

If you don't want my love
Tell me now cause I'll survive
If you don't want my love
I'm sure that somebody does tonight

I don't want to blow my only chance
But you've got to show me where you stand
Or drop my hand

If you don't want my love
Tell me now cause I'll survive
If you don't want my love
It won't be the end of my life

That Was Lulu

length: 3:45
producer: Richard Marx and David Cole
lead vocals: Richard Marx
mixer: David Cole
engineer: David Cole
arranger: Richard Marx
bass: Jim Cliff
background vocals: Bobby Kimball, Bill Champlin and Richard Marx
guitar: Paul Warren and Jon Walmsley
saxophone: Dave Koz
drums (drum set): Michael Derosier
organ: Bill Champlin
composer: Richard Marx
lyricist: Dean Pitchford
When you woke up this morning
On your front lawn
You had a smile on your lips and
Your wallet was gone
You remember some girl
But the rest is all a blur
Well you're not the first one to fall under
Her spell
I know dozens of guys who've been there
As well
They've got scars to show
And they owe 'em all to her.
[Chorus:]
That was Lulu
Did she fool you?
That was Lulu
That ain't legal
That ain't voodoo
That was Lulu
Well Lulu's got charms that money can't buy
And she's made her reputation
Making strong men cry
All the victims may change
But there stories are the same
Lulu's there whey your airplane
Just happens to crash
Still she walks away without even a scratch
Leaving in flames
But she never leaves her name
[Chorus:]
And I know what I'm talking about
I saw it all from the start
Long before she started running around
Who do you think ran away with my heart
That was Lulu
[Chorus]

Wait for the Sunrise

length: 4:16
producer: Richard Marx and David Cole
lead vocals: Richard Marx
mixer: David Cole
engineer: David Cole
arranger: Richard Marx
bass: Jim Cliff
background vocals: Richard Marx
guitar: Paul Warren and Michael Landau
keyboard: C.J. Vanston and Bill Cuomo
drums (drum set): John M. Keane
solo guitar: Michael Landau
lyricist: Richard Marx
composer: Richard Marx
I was born an only son
Didn't take to the rules, like a normal child
Prisoner of the things I've done
It's the price you pay livin' fast and wild

[Chorus]
I've spent too many nights lookin' over my shoulder
And the ways of the world make a heart grow colder
Got nowhere left to hide
The fight in me has died
So I must wait for the sunrise

Friend to fear and loaded gun
Live life like the owner of a heart of stone
No one touches, touch no one
But the road gets wary when you're all alone

[Chorus]

Too much done to undo
No one I can run to
I need one more chance to live my life again

[Chorus]

Children of the Night

length: 4:45
producer: Richard Marx and David Cole
piano: Michael Omartian
lead vocals: Richard Marx
trumpet: Gary Grant and Jerry Hey
mixer: David Cole
engineer: David Cole
arranger: Richard Marx
bass: Randy Jackson
background vocals: Gene Miller, Cynthia Rhodes, Don Shelton, Richard Marx, Shelley Cole, Steve Gatlin, Terry Williams, Ruth Marx, Rudy Gatlin, Larry Gatlin and Kevin Cronin
guitar: Michael Landau
keyboard: Michael Omartian and C.J. Vanston
percussion: Paulinho da Costa
saxophone: Larry Williams and Marc Russo
choir vocals: The Children of the Night
drums (drum set): Prairie Prince
trumpet arranger: Dick Marx
saxophone arranger: Dick Marx
solo guitar: Michael Landau
solo saxophone: Tom Scott
lyricist: Richard Marx
composer: Richard Marx
All that I know in my life, I have learned on the street
No magic carpet, no genie, no shoes on my feet

Will I wake up from this nightmare?
A fear that chills me to the bone
Though I may be one of many
I feel so all alone

[Chorus]
We are the children of the night
We won't go down without a fight
Our voice is strong, our future's bright
And thanks to what we learned from you
We've grown into the children of the night

Left by my father with only this scar on my face
Told by my mother that, "No, you were just a mistake."
I have tasted my own hunger
Sold my body to survive
Some have paid to scratch the surface
But they can't touch what's inside

[Chorus]

How I long for something better
Than this life I know too well
Lord, I know I'm bound for heaven
Cause I've done my time in hell

[Chorus]