SPOILED GIRL - 1985


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My New Boyfriend

Concept Video - Directed by: Jeff Stein (filmed on Martha's Vineyard)


Tired Of Being Blonde

Concept Video - Directed by: Jeremy Irons

Liner Notes

If they asked me, I could write a book about all the time and care that went into making this album. Fellow musicians, friends, associates, dignitaries, luminaries, cadets and pupums, here is the special thanks section and because of the invention of alphabetical order, no one will feel slighted by being last, just because their name starts with a Z, which no ones does: Arthur Baker, Frank Filipetti, Andy Goldmark, Russell Kunkel, Lennie Petze, Phil Ramone, G.E. Smith, Paul Samwell-Smith, Don Was, T-Bone Wolk, Don Dempsey, Robby Kilgore, Scott Mabuchi, Tommy Mottola, Vicki Rovner, Arlene Rothberg, Robert Smith, Gina Silvester, Sally, Ben and James Taylor, Andreas Vollenweider, everyone at Right Track and Randy, Jeb and Al “The Champions.”

Special love to John Sykes who pointed me in the right direction.
Thanks again to Frank Filipetti who turned his life upside down for this project and to Russell Kunkel who turned me upside down.

Credits

Release Date: June 1985 (Original Recording Remastered: July 2, 2012)
Label: Epic Records
Album Billboard Peak: #88
Single (Tired of Being Blonde) Billboard Hot 100 Peak: #70

Executive Producer: Lennie Petze for Red Sox Music Productions, Inc.
Mastered by: Ted Jensen at Sterling Sound, NY

Cover Design: Allen Weinberg
Cover Photos: Duane Michals
Hair and Makeup: Kin Kirby

All songs recorded at Right Track Recording, New York City, except for “Tired of Being Blonde,” “Can’t Give it Up,” which were recorded at Electric Lady Studios and Right Track. “Interview” was recorded at Shakedown Sound and Right Track, and “Anyone but Me” was recorded at Shakedown Sound, Right Track and mixed at The Hit Factory.

Russ Kunkel exclusively plays Yamaha drums.
Bill Payne thanks Yamaha for providing his equipment.

Original Recording Remastered
Released: July 2, 2012
Hot Shot Records
Bonus Tracks:
Black Honeymoon (not on original album)
Tired of Being Blonde (single version)
My New Boyfriend (12" remix)
My New Boyfriend (12" Dub version)

My New Boyfriend
Lyrics & Music by: Carly Simon

He never makes me feel ashamed
He bounces me high up on his back
He gives me the gold hat when I’m jump attack

My new boyfriend, my new boyfriend
My new boyfriend
Protects me
He defends me
He respects me
He loves me more than you ever did
My new boyfriend isn’t just some kid
My new boyfriend, ooh, my new boyfriend

He call in the trumpets for a laugh
He show me the way it was in Spain
He give me the golly when I’m too insane

My new boyfriend, my new boyfriend
My new boyfriend
Protects me
He defends me
He respects me
He loves me more than you ever did
My new boyfriend isn’t just a baby
My new boyfriend isn’t just some kid
My new boyfriend, ooh, my new boyfriend

He loves the living daylights out of me
He springs a ladder to the moon
He sings the far side of the tune

He’s a driven, silver lover
He can swim under the covers
He’s a high, gold bouncing lover

He’s a diver and a dreamer
He’s a dolphin in the ocean
He’s a rival of Orion

Producer: Paul Samwell-Smith
Engineer: Frank Filipetti
Assistant Engineer: Scott Mabuchi
Drum Machine: Jimmy Bralower
Keyboards: Robby Kilgore
Electric Guitar: Robby Kilgore
Background Vocals: Carly Simon, Lucy Simon, Paul Samwell-Smith, Ron Taylor, Andy Goldmark

© 1985 C'est Music ASCAP
Come Back Home
Lyrics & Music by: Carly Simon, Jacob Brackman, Aaron Zigman, Jason Scheff, Guy Thomas

Summer time, kids in the street
We were up on the roof laughing at the heat
That was the last I ever saw of you

Now it’s December, cold and dark
No more rainbows over Central Park
In this house no window has a view
There’s no love here without you

When you gonna come back home
When you gonna see it’s been too long
When you gonna come back home to me

Standin’ at the door and I turn the key
I’m holding my breath half expecting to see
You lyin’ on the bed, smilin’ up at me
I’m goin’ crazy ‘cause I just don’t know
Which way, which way your heart’s gonna go
I only pray it leads you back to me
Darlin’ let your heart
Lead you back to me

When you gonna come back home
When you gonna see it’s been too long
When you gonna come back home to me

Producer: Don Was
Engineer: Frank Filipetti
Assistant Engineer: Scott Mabuchi
Bass: Tom T-Bone Wolk
Keyboards: Robby Kilgore
Guitar: Ira Siegel
Background Vocals: Carly Simon, Gordon Grody, John Fiore, Ula Hedwig

© 1985 C’est Music, Maya Productions, Ltd., (ASCAP), Irving Music, Inc., Sin-Drome Music, South Shore Music (BMI)

Tonight and Forever
Lyrics & Music by: Carly Simon & Eddie Schwartz

I’ve waited years
For you tonight
My faith in love has been my guiding light
I heard you voice
I read your heart
I fell in love with you though we were miles apart

Tonight and forever
Tonight and forever I am yours

Oh sisters make
My wedding bed
Tie a bunch of wild thorn branches
At the head
And scatter roses on the floor
Three bright stars shining at our door

Tonight and forever
Tonight and forever
Tonight and forever, I am yours

And a song on the wind
Rising from the sea

A fire so old
A flame so new
No, I could never ask for more than you
The moon is high
The tide is in
Now the night is ours
Let the dance begin

Tonight and forever
Tonight and forever
I am yours

Producer: Phil Ramone
Engineer: Frank Filipetti
Assistant Engineer: Scott Mabuchi
Keyboards: David LeBolt
Bass: Neil Jason
Guitars: John McCurry
Drums: Russ Kunkel
Background Vocals: Carly Simon, Lucy Simon, Rory Dodd, Eric Troyer, John McCurry

© 1985 C’est Music (ASCAP), ATV Music Publishing of Canada, Mussel Schwartz Music
All rights for ATV Music Publishing of Canada and Mussel Schwartz
Music controlled by ATV Music Corp. (BMI)
Spoiled Girl
Lyrics by: Carly Simon
Music by: Russ Kunkel, Bill Payne, Carly Simon

When you got a pretty boy
You want a smart one
When you got a smart one
You want him pretty

When you got one who’s all over you
You wish he’d hold back
Then when he’s being cool
You want him to attack

Spoiled girl
Living in her own world
Spoiled girl
Thinks of nothing but herself

Someone’s there to cut her hair
Will you wear it up or down
What, no bubbles for the bath?
Send the chauffeur into town
You’ll have fun tonight
Now you’re gonna call him up
“Hi” you say “I’ll call you back”
He waits and waits but no such luck

Spoiled girl
Living in her own world
Spoiled girl
Thinks of nothing but herself

When you want her
You can’t have her
When you need her
You can’t find her
She is busy keeping dizzy with the business of a little

Spoiled girl
Living in her own world
Spoiled girl
Thinks of nothing but herself

Producer: Russ Kunkel
Engineer: Frank Filipetti
Assistant Engineer: Scott Mabuchi
All keyboards and synthesizers: Bill Payne
Drums: Russ Kunkel
Guitars: John McCurry
Background Vocals: Lottie Golden, Kate Taylor and Carly Simon

© 1985 C’est Music, Olas Music, Streetlights Music (ASCAP)

Tired of Being Blonde
Lyrics & Music by: Larry Raspberry

She left the credit cards under her goodbye note
“All of these are yours, goodbye” and that was all she wrote
The keys to the Porsche she dropped on the floor in the den
She left in the ‘70 Dodge that he drove her in

She wasn’t angry
She wasn’t sad
She was just leaving a life that a lot of women wish they had

Tired of being blonde
Tired of running around with the usual guys and dolls
Tired of being blonde
Tired of living up to all he expected
Tired of being blonde
Tired of living a life that had only been planned by one
Tired of being blonde
Tired of letting her dreams go neglected

She used to love to know she rounded out his world
She used to love to be all he ever loved in a girl
He liked to buy her clothes that made her sexy and cute
Guess she decided she’d been too long away from her roots

She wasn’t crazy
She wasn’t mad
She just knew in her heart they had drained her of all that she had

Tired of being blonde
Tired of all the platinum frustration
Tired of being blonde
Tired of looking like a cutie on the cover of a magazine
Tired of being blonde
Tired of chasing all the latest sensations

She wasn’t angry, no, no, she wasn’t sad
She was just leaving a life that a lot of women wish they had

She was tired of being blonde
Tired of living a life that had only been planned by one
Tired of being blonde
Tired of coping with the desperation
Tired of being blonde
Tired of fighting back the feeling inside that told her to run
Tired of being blonde
Tired of hiding her own inclinations

Producer: T. Bone Wolk and G.E. Smith
Engineer: Dave Thoerner, Dave Whitman, Frank Filipetti
Assistant Engineer: Michel Sauvage (Electric Lady)
Assistant Engineer: Scott Mabuchi (Right Track)
Drum Machine Programming: Jimmy Bralower
All Synthesizer Programming: Robby Kilgore
Guitars: G. E. Smith
Bass: Tome T-Bone Wolk
drums: Russ Kunkel
Guitar Solo: G.E. Smith
Background Vocals: Carly Simon
Additional Production: Arthur Baker, Frank Filipetti
Mixed by: Arthur Baker
Mix Engineer: Ed Stasium

© 1984 Screen Gems-EMI Music Inc., Shifryleepole Music (BMI)
All administrative rights controlled by Screen Gems-EMI Music, Inc.
The Wives Are In Connecticut
Lyrics & Music by: Carly Simon

He figures out a restaurant
Where they won't be recognized
He can always slip the maitre’d a ten
Get a private little table and try her on for size
Make a plan of where to do it when
He’s so sly, he’s in love with his lies

And the wives, the wives are in Connecticut
The wives, the wives are in Connecticut
Trying to forget it, that they really do regret it
That they moved up to Connecticut
That they moved up to Connecticut

"The first year I was faithful"
He confesses to the girl
Admitting to the least of his sins
His candor so disarming
In this wicked city world
She falls for it and once again he wins
He’s so sly, he’s in love with his lies

And the wives, the wives are in Connecticut
The wives, the wives are in Connecticut
Trying to forget it, that they really do regret it
That they moved up to Connecticut
That they moved up to Connecticut
That they moved up to Connecticut

The five flight walk up
Can he make it?
He keeps promising to go back to the gym
Oh, and he thinks about his wife
So passionate last night
Was she really feeling it for him?

Or was it junior’s teacher
Or the carpenter who put up the shelves
The mechanic who fixed the wagon
Or the gardener who dug the well
The Italian riding instructor
Or the man on the Carousel

Or the out of work actor in Westport
Or the surgeon who cured the elms
Or the Yalie from New Haven
Or the farmer in the Dell

And the wives, the wives are in Connecticut
The wives, the wives are in Connecticut
Trying to forget it, that they really do regret it
That they moved up to Connecticut
That they moved up to Connecticut
That they moved up to Connecticut

How about
The lifeguard at the yacht club
Or the hairdresser from New London
Or the tennis pro from Fairfield
The Fuller Brush man from Bristol
The fisherman from Mystic
Or the novelist from New Canan
The usher at the movie theater
The architect from Guilford
Or the man on the carousel
The man on the carousel........

Producer: Phil Ramone
Engineer: Frank Filipetti
Assistant Engineer: Scott Mabuchi
Keyboards: David LeBolt
Bass: Neil Jason
Guitars: John McCurry
Drums: Liberty DeVitto
Background Vocals: Carly Simon, Rory Dodd, Eric Troyer, John McCurry

© 1985 C’est Music (ASCAP)

Anyone But Me
Lyrics by: Carly Simon
Music by: Arthur Baker, Stuart Kimball

Straight from the hall of fame
One of the world's great lovers
Darling you’re not to blame
I’m just sorry that you’ve been discovered
When I look in you eyes
I know hundreds of girls have been there
I try to be civilized
And pretend that I don’t care

Take me away, burn out the past
And hold me
To calm my jealousy
Hold me
Forget your history
I need you to show me
We’ll be like Adam and Eve
That you love me
I wish you had never loved anyone but me

Breathless and overcome
Knowin’ my desire is showing
Passion can make you dumb
But does so much to keep you going
Turn off the songs of the past romance and

Hold me
To calm my jealousy
Hold me
Forget your history
I need you to show me
We’ll be like Adam and Eve
That you love me
I wish you had never loved anyone but me

With too many options
You spin like a top
You spin like a top until you drop
But now that you’ve dropped I’m gonna pick you up
And love you until we just can’t stop
And love you until we just can’t stop

Producer: Arthur Baker
Engineer: Andy Wallace
Assistant Engineer: Mark Russak
DMX: Arthur Baker
Bass: Doug Wimbush
Acoustic Guitar and Acoustic Solos: Stuart Kimball
Keyboards: Stuart Kimball
Synthesizer: Carly Simon
Percussion: Basiri Johnson
Drums: Russ Kunkel
Simmons Drums: William Beard
Electric Guitar: Jim Ryan

© 1985 C’est Music (ASCAP), Shakin’ Baker Inc., (BMI) April Music, Inc., Stivsongs Music (ASCAP)
Interview
Lyrics by: Carly Simon
Music by: Don Was

A sweet young man sat on my chair
With a tape machine and a face of fear
He asked "how does it feel to be who you are?"
I thought, this boy really thinks I’m a star
I answered him with humility
And then asked him if he’d like some tea

Interview
Who’s interviewing who
Are you interviewing me
Or am I interviewing you

He asked if the rug was some lovely ancient thing
I lied and said “Yes, a gift from a king”
I watched his arms and how his lips moved
He asked me if my parents approved
He asked to see my Ruby ring
And if as a child I had liked to sing

Interview
Who’s interviewing who
Are you interviewing me
Or am I interviewing you

I said "yes, Oh yes" 400 times
“You’re so open” he said “do you always tell the truth?”
“Never,” I said, “What’s that?”

But how would it feel to hold me in your arms
You could get to know me down on the farm
Then you could see me as the child I’ve become
‘Cause being grown up can be so lonesome
Baby, how would it feel to hold me now
Baby, how would it feel to hold me now

Interview
Who’s interviewing who
Are you interviewing me
Or am I interviewing you

Producer: Arthur Baker
Engineer: Andy Wallace
Assistant Engineer: Mark Russak
Guitars: Ira Siegel
Percussion: Bashiri Johnson
Keyboards: Fred Zarr
Bass Synthesizer: Fred Zarr
Sax: Jeff Smith
Strings: Robby Kilgore
Background Vocals: Tina B., Stephanie James, Cindy Mizelle

© 1985 C’est Music, Wascorp of America (ASCAP)

Make Me Feel Something
Lyrics & Music by: Carly Simon

Make me feel something
I used to feel
I used to feel something for you
But I’ve been sleep walking
Stumbling into false starts
Fumbling around with false hopes
Tumbling into false hearts
Mainly mine

Make me feel something
Feel something
Can it be I’m growing cold
Feel something
Maybe I’m just too controlled
Feel something
I’m much too young to feel this old

Make me walk on air
I used to dare
I used to take chances for you
But now I’m longing to feel passion
‘Cause I’ve only been pretending
Acting out the drama
Dying for a happy ending
Just to feel alive

Make me feel something
Feel something
Can it be I’m growing cold
Feel something
Maybe I’m just too controlled
I want to feel something
I’m much too young to feel this old

I don’t want to say “I love you”
To one more fantasy
You’d never believe
What a good actress I can be

Remember when
We were fresh in love
Your eyes were pale like the moon
We’d sit on the porch in Summer
Listenin' for the breezes
Spinning melodies up from the river
I dressed you up like a God
The one you were

Make me feel something
Feel something
Can it be I’m growing cold
Feel something
Maybe I’m just too controlled
Feel something
Make me feel
Make me feel
Make me feel something

Feel something
I want to feel something
Make me feel something

Going through the motions
I've been going through the motions
About how I want to feel

Producer: Andy Goldmark
Engineer: Frank Filipetti
Assistant Engineer: Scott Mabuchi
Lin Drum Programming: Andy Goldmark
Drums: Russ Kunkel
Synthesizers: Andy Goldmark, Robby Kilgore
Arrangedby: Andy Goldmark

© 1985 C’est Music (ASCAP)
Can't Give It Up
Lyrics by: Carly Simon
Music by: Andy Goldmark

I’ve been saying that I’d
Leave well enough alone
Now I’m behaving
Like I’m begging you for a bone
When it feels good you can’t help it
You just hang by the phone
And it felt that good last night
I can’t give it up

You come on like a prince
You got everyone convinced
That you’re a prince of a man
But I’m the one who knows you
I’m the one you show that you
Don’t give a damn
Can’t give it up, oh no, can’t give it up

I’ve been dreaming you’d fall in love with me
No cold blooded scheming
If it could be that easy
But you still fight it
And I must like it
That I have to reach for what I want
And as long as it feels that good
I can’t give it up

I don’t want to want you
I don’t want to want you
‘Cause you can’t give, can’t give
No, I don’t want you
'Cause you can’t give

Producer: Andy Goldmark
Engineer: Frank Filipetti
Assistant Engineer: Scott Mabuchi and Michel Sauvage
Lin Drum Programming: Andy Goldmark
Drums: Mickey Curry
Synthesizers: Robby Kilgore, Andy Goldmark
Guitars: Ira Siegel
Background Vocals: Luther Vandross, Andy Goldmark

© 1985 C’est Music, Nonpareil Music,Inc., (ASCAP)

Black Honeymoon
Lyrics by: Jacob Brackman
Music by: Carly Simon & Andy Goldmark

You may think I'm dumb
Or you may think you're sly
But I know what you're cravin'
I've been watchin' your eyes
There's a girl across the room
She's been glancin' this way
Both of you wondering
When you'll have your day

Black honeymoon
I'll be leaving you soon
Next time maybe I'll be the girl
Across the room
Black honeymoon

She's tossin' her hair
She won't meet my stare
I turn to accuse you
You pretend she's not there
The pains not so bad
Cause I've played thru this game
The players are different
But the moves they're the same

Black honeymoon
I'll be leaving you soon
Next time maybe I'll be the girl
Across the room
Black honeymoon

Now she's gone
And you're smilin' so nice
And I'm smilin' back
But my blood's turned to ice, ice, ice, ice

Now I don't feel undone
And I don't feel afraid
There's nothing quite so cold
As the heart you've betrayed

Black honeymoon
I'll be leaving you soon
Next time maybe I'll be the girl
Across the room
Black honeymoon

Producer: Andy Goldmark
Engineer: Frank Filipetti
Assistant Engineer: Scott Mabuchi
Lin Drum Programming: Andy Goldmark
Drums: Russ Kunkel
Bass: Tony Levin
Guitars: Jimmy Ryan
Synthesizers: Robby Kilgore, Andy Goldmark
Percussion: Mallet

© 1985 C'est Music / Nonpareil Music, Inc. ASCAP