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Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart


Background information
Birth name Roderick David Stewart
Born January 10, 1945
Born place London, England
Genre(s) Rock
Pop
Blue-eyed soul
Blues Rock
Years active 1964—present
Label(s) Atlantic Records
Vertigo Records
Mercury Records
J Records
Associated acts The Jeff Beck Group
The Steampacket
Faces
Website Website



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Rod Stewart Album


Foolish Behaviour (1980)
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(Rod Stewart / Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger, Appice)

Call the girls and dress up fine
Tonight I felt like suicide
Roll them dice and pour the wine
Shuffle them cards and deal them fine
Got nobody to kiss tonight
Nothing to lose but my appetite

Wanna be silly and sing and shout
Gotta get legless and fall about
Turn the music up nice and loud
Cheer me up don't bring me down
Gonna lose my job next week
Getting replaced by a silicone chip

I might have been a hero
But I chose to stay in bed
I might have been prime minister
but right now honey I'm better off dead

I might have been a hero
But I chose to stay in bed
I might have been prime minister
but right now honey I'm better off dead

Don't like the scenery don't like the set
Tear it all down and start again
Man keeps talking on the radio
Telling me what I don't wanna know
Radiation wars and layatril
If tax don't get ya then cancer will

I might have been a hero
But I chose to stay in bed
I might have been prime minister
but right now honey I'm better off dead

I might have been a hero
But I chose to stay in bed
I might have been prime minister
but right now honey I'm better off dead

Better off dead, better off dead
Better off dead, better off dead

. . .


(Rod Stewart / Savigar, Cregan, Grainger)

Can I introduce myself
I'm a man of panache and wealth
Sound in mind, body, soul and health
Why I wanna kill my wife
I have the urge to take her life

Been planing for years to get rid of her
Not divorce I really do mean to kill her
She's so full of useless information and trivia
That's why I wanna kill my wife
I have a duty to take her life

Her stupid friends get right up my nose
They all wear annoyingly sensible clothes
They're all so bleeding grandiose,
You know why I should kill her friends
They're all driving Mercedes Benz.

He'll escape down into Mexico
Sell the house and find a nice young girl
He'll laugh and sing and he won't work anymore.

Should I string her up or strangle her in bed
Suffocate that little venomous head
Or perhaps I'll just whip her to death
Listen do me a favor kill my wife

Do it for mankind take her life
Or should I act quite cold and deliberate
Or maybe blow out her brains with a bullet
They'll think suicide they won't know who done it
I'm gonna kill my wife I'm really gonna take her life.

He'll escape down into Mexico
Sell the house and find a nice young girl
He'll laugh and sing and he won't work anymore

The moment of truth has come
I'm at the point of no return
I've got my hands locked round her throat
I'm about to kill my wife
Don't stop me now I'm gonna take her life

Too late now I'm gonna kill my wife
Can't help myself I'm gonna take her life

Telephone rang and he woke from his sleep
His wife snoring soundly next to him
It was all a very nasty dream

. . .


(Rod Stewart / Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger, Appice)

Miss you babe
Miss you babe

She's everywhere I go
She's everything I know
And now I think she's finally
Touched my soul
She's heaven here on earth
Much more than I deserve
And I don't wanna ever let her go
I'm getting used to all her ways
Everything she says
Her smiles, her frowns
Her ups and all her downs

She's every move that I make
She's every breath I take
She's got a hold on me
That I don't wanna break

I mean my girl bring her home to me
My girl can't wait for you to see
My girl means everything to me
My girl my girl

My friends keep coming round
Saying come out on the town
What's wrong, you ain't the guy
We used to know
And I tell them I say
Without her by my side
I'm only half alive
I love her so bad
And I don't care if it shows

I mean my girl
Bring her home to me
My girl, means everything to me
My girl, can't wait for you to see
My girl, my girl, my girl

At last my heart has found a home
This time I know where I belong
I mean my girl
Bring her home to me
My girl, can't wait for you to see
My girl, means everything to me
My girl, I just wanna see
My girl, my girl, my girl,my girl

. . .


(Rod Stewart, Jorge Ben)

Friday night she's dressed to kill
Fishnet tights wearing redhigh heels
All the boys say she's cold as ice
I won't sleep until I satisfied

Keep on watching her across the room
Waiting for the band to play a faster tune
I want her number but I'm scared to ask
I wanna dance and I want her ass
Why the fuck is she ignoring me
I don't know what's wrong with me

Dance with me
She won't dance with me
Why won't she dance with me
She won't dance with me
Dance, dance, dance, dance with me, yeah
Why won't you dance with me?
Come on dance with me
Dance, dance, dance, dance with me

Here she comes floating down the street,
Synthesized eyed wearing cellophane jeans
Practiced in the art of sexuality
My tongue gets tied when I try to speak
Got a hard on honey that hurts like hell
If I don't ask her somebody else will

Dance with me,
( No, don't wanna dance with you)
Why won't you dance with me
( Why should I dance with you)
Dance, dance, dance please dance with me baby
(I won't dance with you
I won't dance with you
Why should I dance with you
I won't dance with you
Dance, dance, dance)

. . .


(Rod Stewart, Steve Harley / Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger)

Driving in my car
There's nothing on the air
Play a song that'll ease my pain
D.J.'s telling me
That this is what'll be
Help me I'm depressed again

My best friend disappeared
With the girl I had for years
My life's going down the drain
The skies are crying
Everybody's lying
Oh God I'm depressed again

Give me wings I'll fly away
Magnificent and free
Far away from the madding crowd
There's gotta be a place for me

The boss is on my back
I know I'm gonna crack
Looks like I'm paranoid again
Can't do nothing right
See only black and white
Oh God I'm depressed again

Give me wings I'll fly away
Magnificent and free
Far away from the madding crowd
There's gotta be a place for me

How can I plan ahead
With this hanging round my neck
Looks like I'm coming down again
Thought about it well
Analysed myself
Yeah, I'm depressed again

Give me wings I'll fly away
Magnificent and free
Far away from the madding crowd
There's gotta be a place for me

I'm down, I'm coming down again
I'm down, looks like I'm coming down again
I'm down, I'm down
Looks like I'm coming down again
I'm down, I'm down
Looks like I'm pissed off again

. . .


(Rod Stewart / Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger)

Seems like only yesterday
We were laughing like a couple of kids
Fun we had when first met
Ain't been around much since
Sharing every hour every day
Funny how time slips away
But there's no replacement, baby
When the good times fade away

Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Funny how soon we change
Oh how soon we changed

You remember Casey's bar
and Maxfields after dark
We were different people then
Inseparable never apart
But now the novelty is wearing thin
We spend most time arguing
It was all so easy then
It'll never be again

Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed

I thought I knew you inside out
But obviously I was wrong
Makes no difference what I say
We just don't get along
Face the facts it can never last
We're driffing apart real fast
I'd gladly give up everything
to start all over again

Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Funny how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Funny how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed

. . .


(Rod Stewart, Steve Harley / Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger)

How can you say life's getting you down
Get yourself out go along with the crowd
You're all dressed up got nowhere to go
You feel left out cause nobody showed
listen babe

When you think you're the only one
Who can't find love in this world
Tell yourself there's another one
Who's waiting for you, somewhere

Somebody special is thinking of you
Somebody special is dreaming of you
Somebody special is longing for you
Somebody special, special

Magazine dreams are easy stuff
But heaven knows they ain't good enough
Picture yourself from reel to reel
And get your hands on that driving wheel
And you know what

When it's hard to satisfy
A simple simple fantasy
Somebody somewhere is on your side
Waiting for you, crying

Somebody special, is looking for you
Somebody special, is searching for you
Somebody special, is waiting for you
Somebody special, somebody special

Maybe your heart's tormenting you
Why should it have any reason to
Wipe off that negativity
Put on some positivity

And when you think you're the only one
Who can't find love in this world
Tell yourself there's another one
Who's waiting for you, somewhere

Somebody special, is dreaming of you
Somebody special, is looking for you
Somebody special, is waiting for you
Somebody special, somebody special

. . .


(Rod Stewart / Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger)

Somebody somewhere
In the heat of the night
Looking pretty dangerous
Running out of patience

Tonight in the city
You won't find any pity
Hearts are being twisted
Another lover cheated, cheated

In the bars and the cafes, passion
In the streets and the alleys, passion
A lot of pretending, passion
Everybody searching, passion

Once in love you're never out of danger
One hot night spent with a stranger
All you wanted was somebody to hold on to yeah
Passion, passion
Passion, passion

New York, Moscow, passion
Hong Kong, Tokyo, passion
Paris and Bangkok, passion
A lotta people ain't got, passion

Hear it in the radio, passion
Read it in the papers, passion
Hear it in the churches, passion
See it in the school yards, passion

Once in love you're never out of danger
One hot night spent with a stranger
All you wanted was somebody to hold on to yeah
Once in love you're never out of danger
One hot night spent with a stranger
All you wanted was somebody to hold on to yeah

Alone in your bed at night, passion
It's half past midnight, passion
As you turn out your sidelight, passion
Something ain't right, passion

There's no passion, there's no passion
There's no passion, I need passion
You need passion, We need passion
Can't live without passion
Won't live without passion

Even the president needs passion
Everybody I know needs some passion
Some people die and kill for passion
Nobody admits they need passion
Some people are scared of passion
Yeah passion

. . .


(Rod Stewart / Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger)

Look at all the problems
That we've been through
How can you tell me
That there's somebody new
I don't believe that I'm hearing this
I don't really think that you're serious

Well you picked a fine time to hesitate
See it my way I've nothing left
You can take my heart but don't steal my pride
Think it over before I'm pushed aside
And tell me

Say it ain't true
That's all you gotta do, baby
Say it ain't true

Well I thought this one was bound to last
Together forever oh what a laugh
It's going to hurt when I set you free
I've been loving you too long
You're a part of me

So tell me
Say it ain't true, Tell me baby
Say it ain't true

Put yourself in my place for a little while
Going out of fashion growing out of style
No one to laugh with nobody to share
No one to lean on nobody to care
Nothing left but a memory
I gave you my heart so stay with me
And tell me

Say it ain't true
Say it ain't true
Tell me baby
Say it ain't true
I love you baby
I love you baby
I just want to do right by you honey
Wouldn't do you no wrong

. . .


(Rod Stewart / Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger, 1980)

The rain poured down the wind swept avenue
On another dark wet December afternoon
All my cherished memories are of you
All my warmth and comfort stayed with you

I would have wrote you a letter
but the telephone calls are free
Cause the boys in the next apartment
Are working all day
They're a great bunch of guys
But I think they're all gay
What am I doing
Avoiding what I'm trying to say

Oh God I wish I was home tonight
With you in my arms
Oh God I wish I was home tonight

Send me a naked picture
By the U.S. mail
Write a pornographic letter
You know I won't tell
Keep your legs closed tight
keep your body under lock and key
Stay home at night
And save all the best parts for me

Yeah baby
Oh God I wish I was home tonight
Yes I do baby
Oh God I wish I was home tonight, oh

I could be home in time for Christmas
If you want me to be
There's a plane leaves here at midnight
Arriving at three
But I'm a bit financially embarrased
I must admit
To tell you the truth my honey
I haven't a cent

Oh God I wish I was home tonight
Tonight baby
Oh God I wish I was home tonight

Guess I'd better ring off
Before the boys get home
My regards to all your family
And everyone at home
There's a lump comes in my throat
And a tear I can't hide
Cause I want to see you so badly
I just may die
And you know why baby

Oh God I wish I was home tonight
With the ones that I love
Oh God I wish I was home tonight
Oh God I wish I was home tonight
Oh my God I wish I was home tonight
Tonight, tonight

I've been hearing voices
Out on the street
They say you've found some one else
Who's really quite neat
But he doesn't move you like I do
Tell me what I wanna hear
That it just ain't true

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