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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Lead Vocals
Gary Grainger
Gary Grainger
Guitar
Carmine Appice
Carmine Appice
Drums
Jim Cregan
Jim Cregan
Guitar
John Jarvis
John Jarvis
Piano
Phil Chen
Phil Chen
Bass Guitar
Chen Philip
Chen Philip
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Songwriter
Gary Grainger
Gary Grainger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Johns
Andy Johns
Mixing Engineer
Lee Hulko
Lee Hulko
Mastering Engineer
Tom Dowd
Tom Dowd
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ever since I was a kid at school
I messed around with all the rules
Apologized, then realized
I'm not different after all
[Verse 2]
Me and the boys thought we had it sussed
Valentino's, all of us
My dad said we looked ridiculous
But, boy, we broke some hearts
[Verse 3]
In and out of jobs, running free
Waging war with society
Dumb, blank faces stare back at me
But nothing ever changed
[Verse 4]
Promises made in the heat of the night
Creepin' home before it got too light
I wasted all that precious time
And blamed it on the wine
[Verse 5]
I was only joking, my dear
Looking for a way to hide my fear
What kind of fool was I?
I could never win
[Verse 6]
Never found a compromise
Collected lovers like butterflies
Illusions of that grand first prize
Are slowly wearin' thin
[Verse 7]
Suzy, baby, you were good to me
Giving love unselfishly
But you took it all too seriously
I guess it had to end
[Verse 8]
I was only joking, my dear
Looking for a way to hide my fear
What kind of fool was I?
I could never win
[Verse 9]
Yeah, baby, woo
[Verse 10]
Woo
[Verse 11]
Now you ask me if I'm sincere
That's the question that I always fear
Verse seven is never clear
But I'll tell you what you wanna hear
[Verse 12]
I try to give you all you want
But giving love is not my strongest point
If that's the case, it's pointless going on
I'd rather be alone
[Verse 13]
'Cause what I'm doing must be wrong
Pouring my heart out in a song
Owning up for prosperity
For the whole damn world to see
[Verse 14]
Quietly now while I turn a page
Act one is over without costume change
The principal would like to leave the stage
The crowd don't understand
Written by: Gary Grainger, Rod Stewart
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