Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Voz principal
Gary Grainger
Gary Grainger
Guitarra
Carmine Appice
Carmine Appice
Batería
Jim Cregan
Jim Cregan
Guitarra
John Barlow Jarvis
John Barlow Jarvis
Piano
Phil Chen
Phil Chen
Bajo eléctrico
Chen Philip
Chen Philip
Bajo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Autoría
Gary Grainger
Gary Grainger
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
Andy Johns
Andy Johns
Ingeniería de mezcla
Lee Hulko
Lee Hulko
Masterización
Tom Dowd
Tom Dowd
Producción

Letra

[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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