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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rick Price
Rick Price
Bass Guitar
Mauro Magellan
Mauro Magellan
Drums
Dan Baird
Dan Baird
Rhythm Guitar
Rick Richards
Rick Richards
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Songwriter
Ron Wood
Ron Wood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cheryl Bordagary
Cheryl Bordagary
Assistant Engineer
Jeff Glixman
Jeff Glixman
Producer

Lyrics

Spent some time feelin' inferior Standin' in front of my mirror Combed my hair in a thousand ways But I came out lookin' just the same Daddy said, "Son you better see the world I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave Just 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 thought you didn't fit in French police wouldn't give me no peace 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 peaceful riot When all I wanted was a cup of tea, I was accused Down in Rome I wasn't getting enough Of the things that keep 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 Before the Vatican don't give no sanction, I wasn't running oh no And 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 Shanghai Lil never used the pill She claimed that it just ain't natural She took me up on deck and bit my neck People I was glad I found her, oh yes so glad Wait a minute Well 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 there were words I could tell to you To help you on the way down the road 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 Didn't have to come here anyway So remember, every picture tells a story don't it? Every picture tells a story don't it? Every picture tells a story don't it? Every picture tells a story don't it? ...
Writer(s): Rod Stewart, Ron Wood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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