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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 Lyrics

"Sweetheart Like You" lyrics


(Bob Dylan)

Well the pressure's down, 
the boss ain't here 
he's gone North for a while 
They said that vanity 
Got the best of him 
But he sure left here after sundown. 
By the way, that's a cute hat that you're wearing 
And that smile so hard to resist 
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this? 

You know I once knew a woman who looked like you 
She wanted a whole man, not just a half 
She used to call me Sweet Daddy, when I was a child 
You kind of remind me of her when you laugh 
To deal in this game, you must make the queen disappear 

It's done with a flick of the wrist 
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this? 

You know a woman like you should be at home 
It's where you truly belong 
Watching out for someone who loves you true 
Who would never never do you no wrong 
Just how much abuse you can take? - Well, 
There's no way to tell by that first lonely kiss 
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this? 

You know you could make a name of yourself 
You can hear those tyres squeal 
You can be known as the most beautiful woman 
Whoever crawled across cut glass to make a deal ... 

You know the news of you has come down the line 
Even before you came in the door 
They say in your father's house there's many mansions 
Each one of them got a fire-proof floor 
Snap out of it Baby, people are jealous of you 
They smile in your face, but behind your back they hiss 

What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this? 

Got to be an important person to come in here honey 

Got to have done some evil deed 
Got to have your own harm when you come in the door 
Got to play your harp until your lips bleed ... 

They say patriotism is the last refuge 
To which a scoundrel claime 
Steal a little, and they'll throw you in jail 
Steal a lot, and they'll make you a king 
There's only one step down from here Baby 
It's the land of the permanent bliss - 
So what's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?

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