歌曲 | Every Picture Tells A Story |
歌手 | Rod Stewart |
专辑 | Some Guys Have All The Luck |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Rod Stewart/Ron Wood Music:Rod Stewart/Ron Wood | |
Spent some time feelin' inferior | |
standing in front of my mirror | |
Combed my hair in a thousand ways | |
but I came out looking just the same | |
Daddy said, 'Son, you better see the world | |
I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave | |
But remember one thing don't lose your head | |
to a woman that'll spend your bread' | |
So I got out | |
Paris was a place you could hide away | |
if you felt you didn't fit in | |
French police wouldn't give me no peace | |
They claimed I was a nasty person | |
Down along the Left Bank minding my own | |
Was knocked down by a human stampede | |
Got arrested for inciting a peacful riot | |
when all I wanted was a cup of tea | |
I was accused | |
I moved on | |
Down in Rome I wasn't getting enough | |
of the things that keeps a young man alive | |
My body stunk but I kept my funk | |
at a time when I was right out of luck | |
Getting desperate indeed I was | |
Looking like a tourist attraction | |
Oh my dear I better get out of here | |
'for the Vatican don't give no sanction | |
I wasn't ready for that, no no | |
I moved right out east yeah! | |
On the Peking ferry I was feeling merry | |
sailing on my way back here | |
I fell in love with a slit eyed lady | |
by the light of an eastern moon | |
Shangai Lil never used the pill | |
She claimed that it just ain't natural | |
She took me up on deck and bit my neck | |
Oh people I was glad I found her | |
Oh yeah I was glad I found her | |
I firmly believe that I didn't need anyone but me | |
I sincerely thought I was so complete | |
Look how wrong you can be | |
The women I've known I wouldn't let tie my shoe | |
They wouldn't give you the time of day | |
But the slit eyed lady knocked me off my feet | |
God I was glad I found her | |
And if they had the words I could tell to you | |
to help you on the way down the road | |
I couldn't quote you no Dickens, Shelley or Keats | |
'cause it's all been said before | |
Make the best out of the bad just laugh it off | |
You didn't have to come here anyway | |
So remember, every picture tells a story don't it |
Lyrics: Rod Stewart Ron Wood Music: Rod Stewart Ron Wood | |
Spent some time feelin' inferior | |
standing in front of my mirror | |
Combed my hair in a thousand ways | |
but I came out looking just the same | |
Daddy said, ' Son, you better see the world | |
I wouldn' t blame you if you wanted to leave | |
But remember one thing don' t lose your head | |
to a woman that' ll spend your bread' | |
So I got out | |
Paris was a place you could hide away | |
if you felt you didn' t fit in | |
French police wouldn' t give me no peace | |
They claimed I was a nasty person | |
Down along the Left Bank minding my own | |
Was knocked down by a human stampede | |
Got arrested for inciting a peacful riot | |
when all I wanted was a cup of tea | |
I was accused | |
I moved on | |
Down in Rome I wasn' t getting enough | |
of the things that keeps a young man alive | |
My body stunk but I kept my funk | |
at a time when I was right out of luck | |
Getting desperate indeed I was | |
Looking like a tourist attraction | |
Oh my dear I better get out of here | |
' for the Vatican don' t give no sanction | |
I wasn' t ready for that, no no | |
I moved right out east yeah! | |
On the Peking ferry I was feeling merry | |
sailing on my way back here | |
I fell in love with a slit eyed lady | |
by the light of an eastern moon | |
Shangai Lil never used the pill | |
She claimed that it just ain' t natural | |
She took me up on deck and bit my neck | |
Oh people I was glad I found her | |
Oh yeah I was glad I found her | |
I firmly believe that I didn' t need anyone but me | |
I sincerely thought I was so complete | |
Look how wrong you can be | |
The women I' ve known I wouldn' t let tie my shoe | |
They wouldn' t give you the time of day | |
But the slit eyed lady knocked me off my feet | |
God I was glad I found her | |
And if they had the words I could tell to you | |
to help you on the way down the road | |
I couldn' t quote you no Dickens, Shelley or Keats | |
' cause it' s all been said before | |
Make the best out of the bad just laugh it off | |
You didn' t have to come here anyway | |
So remember, every picture tells a story don' t it |
Lyrics: Rod Stewart Ron Wood Music: Rod Stewart Ron Wood | |
Spent some time feelin' inferior | |
standing in front of my mirror | |
Combed my hair in a thousand ways | |
but I came out looking just the same | |
Daddy said, ' Son, you better see the world | |
I wouldn' t blame you if you wanted to leave | |
But remember one thing don' t lose your head | |
to a woman that' ll spend your bread' | |
So I got out | |
Paris was a place you could hide away | |
if you felt you didn' t fit in | |
French police wouldn' t give me no peace | |
They claimed I was a nasty person | |
Down along the Left Bank minding my own | |
Was knocked down by a human stampede | |
Got arrested for inciting a peacful riot | |
when all I wanted was a cup of tea | |
I was accused | |
I moved on | |
Down in Rome I wasn' t getting enough | |
of the things that keeps a young man alive | |
My body stunk but I kept my funk | |
at a time when I was right out of luck | |
Getting desperate indeed I was | |
Looking like a tourist attraction | |
Oh my dear I better get out of here | |
' for the Vatican don' t give no sanction | |
I wasn' t ready for that, no no | |
I moved right out east yeah! | |
On the Peking ferry I was feeling merry | |
sailing on my way back here | |
I fell in love with a slit eyed lady | |
by the light of an eastern moon | |
Shangai Lil never used the pill | |
She claimed that it just ain' t natural | |
She took me up on deck and bit my neck | |
Oh people I was glad I found her | |
Oh yeah I was glad I found her | |
I firmly believe that I didn' t need anyone but me | |
I sincerely thought I was so complete | |
Look how wrong you can be | |
The women I' ve known I wouldn' t let tie my shoe | |
They wouldn' t give you the time of day | |
But the slit eyed lady knocked me off my feet | |
God I was glad I found her | |
And if they had the words I could tell to you | |
to help you on the way down the road | |
I couldn' t quote you no Dickens, Shelley or Keats | |
' cause it' s all been said before | |
Make the best out of the bad just laugh it off | |
You didn' t have to come here anyway | |
So remember, every picture tells a story don' t it |