Titres les plus populaires de Rod Stewart
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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Rod Stewart
Chant
Gary Grainger
Guitare
Carmine Appice
Batterie
Billy Peek
Guitare
Jim Cregan
Guitare
Duane Hitchings
Claviers
Chen Philip
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Rod Stewart
Paroles/Composition
Gary Grainger
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
David Gertz
Assistance d’ingénierie
George Tutko
Assistance d’ingénierie
Keith Black
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Mike Fuller
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Andy Johns
Ingénierie de mixage
Tom Dowd
Production
Paroles
You book the hotel, I'll pack the bags, honey
You phone the airlines, I'll call a cab
When will you return? Well, that all depends
Just tell your mother that you're staying with friends
Because I know that you're my best friend's girl
But it's the weekend, I don't give a hell
I'll bring the red wine, you bring the ludes
Your mother's doctor must be quite a dude
We'll hang the 'Don't Disturb' outside our door
I'm gonna rock you 'til your pussy's sore
Oh, my sweet Diana, I can't wait for the mañana
There's a hotel down in Mexico just made for two
But I don't think you trust me, and I can't say I blame you
My reputation precedes me, you ain't never gonna leave me
Soon as we get there, I'll go check in
Mr. and Mrs. Smith from Abilene
You get naked, honey, I'll get down
I'm gonna chase you around, and 'round, and 'round, and 'round
You say you can't stand monotony
I say what happened to fidelity?
Dirty weekend made for two
Just me and you honey
I want a love that can last for ages
Not the trash you've been giving to strangers
Don't want to make your two big brothers annoyed
But do you think you'll get the Polaroid, oh?
Writer(s): Rod Stewart, Gary Grainger
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