(Ian McLagan, Ronnie Lane) My mum she likes you, she thinks your swell , Got the makin’s of a dance hall girl. Your low-cut frock and your bird’s nest hair, →
(Bob Dylan) There was a wicked messenger from Eli he did come, With a mind that multiplied the smallest matter When questioned who had sent for him he answered with →
(Ron Wood, Rod Stewart) Too bad we were thrown downstairs; We never got a chance to sing. We were quite polite with one invite To keep us off the streeet. →
(Ian McLagan, Rod Stewart) I don’t need no one’s opinion On the matter concerning my dress. I was raised in a clinic down in Oklahoma, There were many things I →
(Rod Stewart, Ron Wood) Sit right down if you can spare me a minute. I got a tale that’s bound to break your heart. Concerns my brother who’s thin and →
(Ronnie Lane, Ron Wood, Rod Stewart) Sweet Lady Mary has to rest her poor head Wakes in the morning with her breakfast in bed I tried to help her but →
(Ronnie Lane) Once I was a stone many years ago Into a pool was thrown many years ago. Time passed by, the pool ran dry, excavated was I. And tempered →
(Ron Wood, Rod Stewart) In the mornin’ don’t say you love me, ‘Cause I’ll only kick you out of the door I know your name is Rita ’cause your perfume’s →
(Ron Wood, Rod Stewart) Wait a minute honey I don’t think the joke’s too funny I stayed up all night Checking out the doctor’s guide Wait a minute honey Stop →
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