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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


When We Were The New Boys (1998)
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Lyrics and Music: Noel Gallagher

Is it my imagination
Or have I finally found something worth living for?
I was looking for some action
But all I found was cigarettes and alcohol 

You could wait for a lifetime
To spend your days in the sunshine
You might as well do the white line
Cos when it comes on top . . .

You gotta make it happen!
Is it worth the aggravation
To find yourself a job when there's nothing worth working for?
It's a crazy situation
But all I need are cigarettes and alcohol!

You could wait for a lifetime
To spend your days in the sunshine
You might as well do the white line
Cos when it comes on top . . .

You gotta make it happen!

. . .


Lyrics and Music: Wood, Lane 

Poor old Grandad I laughed at all his words 
I thought he was a bitter man
He spoke of women's ways
They'll trap you then they use you & before you even know
For love is blind and you're far too kind
Don't ever let it show

I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was younger
I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was stronger

The can-can such a pretty show
Will steal your heart away
But backstage back on earth again
The dressing rooms are grey
They come on strong and it ain't too long
For they make you feel a man
But love is blind and you soon will find
You're just a boy again

When you want her lips, you get her cheek
Makes you wonder where you are
If you want some more then she's fast asleep
Leaves you twinkling with the stars

Poor young grandson there's nothing I can say
You'll have to learn, just like me
And that's the hardest way, ooh la la

I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was younger
I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was stronger

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Lyrics and Music: Gillespie, Young, Innes 

Dealers keep dealin' 
Thieves keep thievin'
Whores keep whorin'
Junkies keep scorin'
Trade is on the meat rack
Strip joints full of hunchbacks
Bitches keep bitchin'
Clap keeps itchin'

Ain't no use in prayin'
That's the way it's stayin', baby
Johnny ain't so crazy
He's always got a line for the ladies
(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Get your rocks off
Get your rocks off, honey
Shake it now now
Get'em off downtown
Get your rocks off
Get you rocks off, honey
Shake it now now
Get'em off downtown

Creeps keep crawlin'
Drunks keep fallin'
Teasers keep teasein'
Holy joes are preachin'
Cops keep bustin'
Hustlers keep hustlin'
Death keeps knockin'
Souls are up for auction

Ain't no use in prayin'
That's the way it's stayin', baby
Johnny ain't so crazy
He's always got a line for the ladies
(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Get your rocks off
Get your rocks off, honey
Shake it now now
Get'em off downtown
Get your rocks off
Get you rocks off, honey
Shake it now now
Get'em off downtown

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Lyrics and Music: Joe McAlinden 

Feels like I'm goin' insane
I'm loosin' my brain
I can't stand the pain I'm feelin'
Open my arms, they don't reach
I want you to teach me
What do I do now, baby
What do I do now, baby

Cry every day I exist
I wanna be missed
I wanna be needed, baby
Don't wanna put on a show
So where do I go
and what do I do now, baby
what do I do now, baby

Sometimes it seems to me
Like my whole worlds fallin' apart
I miss you so much, dear
Won't you come back to my arms
Oh yeah

Thoughts spinnin' round in my head
the things that you said
I wanna be sleepin', baby
Open my eyes, there's no one
The damage is done
Oh what do I do now, baby
what do I do now, baby
what do I do now, baby

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Lyrics and Music: Ron Sexsmith 

Secret heart, what are made of
What are you so afraid of
Could it be three simple words
Or the fear of being overheard
What's wrong

Let her in your secret heart

Secret Heart, why so mysterious
Why so sacred, why so serious
Maybe you're just acting tough
Maybe you're just not bad enough
What's wrong

Let her in on your secret heart
This very secret
You're trying to conceal
is the very same one
You're dying to reveal
Go tell her how you feel

Let her in on your secret heart
This very secret
You're trying to conceal
is the very same one
You're dying to reveal
Go tell her how you feel

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Lyrics and Music: Graham Parker 

When the lights are low you know I'm gonna go to my Hotel Chambermaid 
I'm gonna jump the garden and come on hard all night
While the river's flowing outside my window gonna see her, gonna get love,
gonna shut the bad boy out tonight.

And when the world dead and I'm gonna make my bed with my Hotel Chambermaid
She will bring me coffee in the morning with a smile
She don't ask me where I come from I just crept in then I be gone gonna
shut the bell boy out tonight

Ain't got a million dollars
No one I can command
What I wish ya could of me someway
Aint got no future at least thats what they say
But this girl is gonna take all night ease them blues away

Hotel Chambermaid
Hotel Chambermaid
Hotel Chambermaid

Yeah Yeah Yeah

While the rivers flowing outside my window gonna see her, gonna get love,
gonna shut the bell boy out tonight
Oh room service can you help me I want a Hotel Chambermaid
I didn't pay my bill but then I had my fill all night
While the river's flowing outside my window gonna see her, gonna get love,
gonna shut the bell boy out tonight
While the river's flowing outside my window gonna see her, gonna get love,
gonna shut the bell boy out, gonna shut the bell boy out, gonna shut the bell
boy
out tonight

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Lyrics and Music: Nick Lowe 

Shelly my love
I only long to be where you are
Shelly my love
Now and forevermore
Shelly my love

When I see you I catch fire
And soon I'm all aflame
I feel it start
Whenever you call my name
All around I feel a passion
That thrills my very soul
I put it down
To that I love you so

Shelly my love
I only long to be where you are
Shelly my love
Now and forevermore
Shelly my love
Oh Shelly my love

All around I feel a passion
That thrills my very soul
I put it down
To that I love you so
Oh Shelly my love
If this time I'm into somethin'
That is not of this world
The love I've got
It's supernatural, girl

Shelly my love
I only long to be where you are
Shelly my love
Now and forevermore
Shelly my love
Shelly, my love
Shelly, my love
Shelly, my love

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Lyrics and Music: Stewart, Savigar 

With laughing eyes I do recall
Every face that crammed this hall
And in this room our hats were hung
And words were written and songs were sung
And we held our glasses high
And we dared to reach for the sky
And we never would grow old
When we were the new boys

And on these streets we were like kings
We'd roll and tumble, fight and sing
And in these smoky pubs the yarns were spun
And many a sweetheart was lost and won
And on these green fields we played for pride
No quarter given, no compromise
We were lovers and we were sons
When we were the new boys
When we were the new boys

Behind this cellar door on cheap guitars
We played our blues till the early hours
No one listening but a few old friends
We never dreamed it could ever end
This was our moment, this was our space
This was a jewel of a time to have graced
But they're all sweet memories now
When we were the new boys
When we were the new boys

All my life I've been running
down the side of this hill
But way down deep in my heart
don't want the water to ever be still
All these friends have long since gone
Blown and scattered like autumn leaves
Some are lawyers and some are thieves
Some are now behind the sun
But I'll never, never be afraid
From the cradle to the grave
I learned my lesson and I learned it well
When we were the new boys
When we were the new boys

And we held our glasses high
And we dared to reach for the sky
And we never would grow old
When we were the new boys
When we were the new boys

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Lyrics and Music: Lewis, Dyer, Kent, France 

Lost in time
I can't count the words
I said when I thought
They went unheard
All of these harsh thought
So unkind
"Cause I wanted you
I wanted you

And now I sit here
I'm all alone
So here sits a bloody mess
Tears fly home
A circle of angels
Deep in war
'Cause I wanted you
I wanted you

Weak as I am - No tears for you
Weak as I am - No tears for you
Deep as I am - I'm no one's fool - Weak as I am

So what am I now
But love's last home
I'm all of the soft words
I once owned
If I opened my heart
There'd be no space for air
'cause I wanted you
I wanted you

Weak as I am - No tears for you
Weak as I am - No tears for you
Deep as I am - I'm no one's fool - Weak as I am

With this changing soul
In this weak old heart
Oh baby, ain't I too much for you
With this changing soul
In this weak old heart
Oh baby, ain't I too much for you

Weak as I am - No tears for you
Weak as 'I'm nobody's fool
Deep as I am - No tears for you - Weak as I am
Weak as I am - I'm too much for you
Weak as I am - No tears for you
Weak as I am - I'm nobody's fool
Weak as I am, weak as I am, weak as I am,
Weak as I am, weak as I am

. . .


Lyrics and Music: Mike Scott 

I tried to do the things in my own way
I tried to do what people say
but I was going nowhere fast
And now I'm turning to you at last

What do you want me to do
What so you want me to do
What do you want me to do, Lord

I can see the lights of home
But I can't get there on my own
I can see the landing strip
But I need you to guide my ship

What do you want me to do
What so you want me to do
What do you want me to do, Lord

I've been a fool and I've been a clown
I've let the enemy turn me around
I've wasted love and I've wasted time
I've been proud and I've been blind
There's such a lot of things to change
A whole world to arrange
And if you show me how
I'll begin right now

What do you want me to do
What so you want me to do
What do you want me to do, Lord

What do you want me to do, Lord
What do you want me to do, Lord
"Cause I'm listenin', I'm listenin'
Lord, I'm listenin', I'm listenin'

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