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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Vocals
Ron Wood
Ron Wood
Guitar
Ronnie Lane
Ronnie Lane
Bass Guitar
Kenny Jones
Kenny Jones
Drums
Ian McLagan
Ian McLagan
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Songwriter
Ron Wood
Ron Wood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Faces
Faces
Producer
Bill Inglot
Bill Inglot
Mastering Engineer
Glyn Johns
Glyn Johns
Producer
Dan Hersch
Dan Hersch
Mastering Engineer
Steve Hoffman
Steve Hoffman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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 street
So, we mingled for a minute or two
With the high class clientele
Then somebody said, "Who invited them
That crowd of refugees?
Get out"
[Verse 2]
What an insult, to be shown the door
Before we could shake a leg
I was most intrigued by the colored queen
Leaning on the kitchen door
Then I was ushered with my friends
By the butler who was twelve feet tall
Well, let me please explain
'Cause we're not to blame
We just don't have the right accent
No, no
[Verse 3]
Woo
Get out
[Verse 4]
All we wanted to do was to socialize
Oh, you know its a shame
I was always getting the blame
All we wanted to do was to socialize
Oh, you know its a shame
How we always get the blame
[Verse 5]
Ooh-ooh-ooh
[Verse 6]
Sweaty girls, damp motels
Is where I'm gonna stay
'Cause now I see what it's all about
I didn't at the old school tie
Don't worry, we had no fun
Waiting for the all night bus home
Too bad my regional tongue
Gave us away again
Woo
Written by: Rod Stewart, Ronnie Wood
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