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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Stewart
Vocals
Bob Singers
Background Vocals
Cindy Singers
Background Vocals
The Clappers
Background Vocals
The Pets
Background Vocals
Bob Glaub
Bass Guitar
David Hood
Bass Guitar
Donald "Duck" Dunn
Bass Guitar
Leland Sklar
Bass Guitar
Al Jackson Jr.
Drums
Nigel Olsson
Drums
Roger Hawkins
Drums
Willie Correa
Percussion
Fred Tackett
Guitar
Jesse Ed Davis
Guitar
Jimmy Johnson
Guitar
Pete Carr
Guitar
Steve Cropper
Guitar
Booker T. Jones
Hammond Organ
Roger Hopps
Horn
Albhy Galuten
Keyboards
Barry Beckett
Keyboards
David Lindley
Mandolin
Andrew Love
Saxophone
Ed Logan
Saxophone
James Mitchell
Saxophone
Tom McGinley
Saxophone
Jack Hale
Trombone
Jack Hale, Sr.
Trombone
Wayne Jackson
Trumpet
The Memphis Horns
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rod Stewart
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
burt Szerlip
Assistant Engineer
Dan Augustino
Assistant Engineer
Steve Gursky
Assistant Engineer
Gabby Garcia
Engineer
Jerry Masters
Engineer
Rich Blakin
Engineer
Steve Melton
Engineer
Willie Mitchell
Engineer
Melvyn Abrahams
Mastering Engineer
Tom Dowd
Producer
Andy Zax
Producer
Cheryl Pawelski
Producer
Dave Schultz
Mastering Engineer
Patrick Kraus
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sittin' here in line wearin' my number
While she's somewhere touching up another fool
In a jukebox dive downin' blues
In her leopard skin ankle high boots
While I'm jackin' off, readin' playboy on a hot afternoon
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'm a three time loser
Caught it up in Monterey
Shook it up in East Virginia
Now my friends say it's here to stay
[Verse 3]
How dare you have a party in a Chelsea basement?
When the poor excited Jezebel said come outside
She pinned me up against the fence
Put her dirty hands down in my pants
She took all of my money
Left me naked by the silvery moon
[Verse 4]
I'm a three time loser
Caught it up in Monterey
Shook it up in East Virginia
Now my friends say it's here to stay
[Verse 5]
Roll away, roll away, all of you women
I don't think I need you anymore
There'll be no more doctor's bills
There'll be no more swallowing pills
When I find a woman that can whip the stallion blood out of me
[Verse 6]
Yeah, I'm a three time loser
Caught it up in Monterey
Shook it up in East Virginia
But now my friends say it's here to stay
[Verse 7]
I'm a three time loser
Caught it up in Monterey
Shook it up in East Virginia
Now my friends say it's here to stay
[Verse 8]
I'm a three time loser
Loser, yeah
Caught it up in Monterey
Shook it up in East Virginia
Now my friends say it's here to stay
[Verse 9]
I'm a three time loser (A loser, a loser, a loser)
Caught it up in Monterey
Shook it up in East Virginia
Now my friends say it's here to stay
[Verse 10]
I'm a three time loser (Oh, yeah)
Caught it up in Monterey
Written by: Rod Stewart