Blondes Have More Fun

(rod stewart / jim cregan)

Is it a matter of opinion
Or just a contradiction
But from where i come from
All the blondes have more fun
Well just awatch them sisters on a saturday night
Peroxide causin' all the fights

I took a rose in texas
She gimme plenty of practice
But i couldn't touch the surface
'cos of recent facelift
She had no idea what love's about
'cept the one o'clock call on the casting couch

Sissy from new york
Was on the cover of new vogue
I ain't supposed to be available
So completely untouchable
I got a limousine 'n' bodyguard and chaperone
But god knows rodder just needs to ball

You can keep your black and your red heads
You can keep your brunettes too
I wanna girl that's semi intelligent
Gimme a blonde that's six feet two boy
And that ain't all

I had a crush on bardot
Fell in love with monroe
Read about 'em in the nationals
All the juicy little scandals
But i never saw 'em dancin' at the county hall
With the short fat guy's prematurely bald

Dig this

You can keep your black and your red heads
You can keep your brunettes too
Don't wanna subservient woman
Gimme a blonde that's six feet two boy
And that ain't all

(Rod Stewart / Gary Grainger)

Started out like any one of you
Good intentions and a degree
But one hot night under the neon lights
Killed a boy just seventeen

Now I sit here rainin' on my Maker
Reprieve is all I'm praying for
Lord I fear the hangman's steps approachin'
Will the priest knock gently on my door

And I know I've let my daddy down
and I broke my mother's heart
I'd give anything turn back time again
Just give me one more start

I don't need no trial humiliation
Just tell me that I'm heaven bound
I don't want no two faced consolation
What use is that to me six feet underground

I'm going down to the engine shed
Put a gun up to my head
Blow myself into the promised land
We call it scarred and scared
And if you ever see my son again
Don't let on just how I fared
Tell him, tell him I went down big and strong
I was never, never, never scarred or scared

All the girls that once did gather 'round me
have moved along to someone else
Sitting here desperation is my close friend
What I'd give to kiss one of them now
Oo yeah I'll take you there
I'll take ya there

(Rod Stewart / Gary Grainger)

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
Cuz 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 till your pussy's sore

Oh my sweet Diana I can't wait for the manana
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 of 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 wanna love that can last for ages
not the trash you've been giving to strangers

Don't want to make your two big brothers brothers annoyed
Do you think you'll get the polaroid?

(Rod Stewart / Jim Cregan)

Is it a matter of opinion
or just a contradiction
but from where I come from
all the blondes have more fun
Well just awatch them sisters on a Saturday night
Peroxide causin' all the fights

I took a rose in Texas
she gimme plenty of practice
But I couldn't touch the surface
'cos of recent facelift
She had no idea what love's about
'cept the one o'clock call on the casting couch

Sissy from New York
was on the cover of New Vogue
I ain't supposed to be available
So completely untouchable
I got a limousine 'n' bodyguard and chaperone
But God knows Rodder just needs to ball

You can keep your black and your red heads
You can keep your brunettes too
I wanna girl that's semi intelligent
Gimme a blonde that's six feet two boy
and that ain't all

I had a crush on Bardot
Fell in love with Monroe
Read about 'em in the nationals
All the juicy little scandals
But I never saw 'em dancin' at the county hall
with the short fat guy's prematurely bald

Dig this

You can keep your black and your red heads
you can keep your brunettes too
Don't wanna subservient woman
Gimme a blonde that's six feet two boy
and that ain't all

(Eddie Holland / Lamont Dozier / Brian Holland)

Standing in the shadows of love
I'm getting ready for the heartaches to come
Standing in the shadows of love
I'm just waitin' for the heartaches to come

I want to run but there's no place to go
'cause heartaches will follow me I know
Without your love the love I need
It's the beginning of the end for me
'Cause you've taking away all my reason for living
When you pushed aside all the love I been giving

Didn't I treat you right now baby didn't I
Didn't I do the best for you now didn't I
Don't you leave me
Standing in the shadows of love
I'm getting ready for the heartaches to come
Standing in the shadows of love
I'm getting ready for the heartaches to come

All alone I'm destined to be
with misery my only company
Might come today, might come tomorrow
but it's for sure I ain't got nothing but sorrow
Now don't your conscience kind of bother you
How can you watch me cry after all I done for you
Now hold on a minute

Didn't I treat you right now honey didn't I
Didn't I do the best for you now didn't I
So don't you leave me
Standing in the shadows of love
Getting ready for the heartaches to come
Standing in the shadows of love
I'm getting ready for the heartaches to come

I want to run but there's no place to go
'cause heartaches will follow me I know
Without your love the love that I need
It's the beginning of the end for me
Now don't your conscience kinda, kinda bother you
How can you watch me cry
after all the things I done for you

Didn't I treat you right now baby didn't I
Didn't I do the best for you couldn't I
Didn't I do right by you didn't I
Didn't I screw you right now

Kept you in luxury didn't I
Didn't I do the best for you didn't I
Didn't I treat you right now didn't I
Didn't I do the best for you now didn't I

I'm trying hard not to cry
You know my crying ain't gonna help me now
Without your love the love that I need
It's the beginning of the end for me
So don't you leave me

Standing in the shadows of love
I'm getting ready for the heartaches to come
Standing in the shadows of love
I'm getting ready for the heartaches to come

(rod stewart / carmine appice)

Sugar, sugar

She sits alone waiting for suggestions
He's so nervous avoiding all the questions
His lips are dry, her heart is gently pounding
Don't you just know exactly what they're thinking

If you want my body and you think i'm sexy
Come on sugar let me know.
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on honey tell me so
Tell me so baby

He's acting shy looking for an answer
Come on honey let's spend the night together
Now hold on a minute before we go much further
Give me a dime so i can phone my mother
They catch a cab to his high rise apartment
At last he can tell her exactly what his heart meant

If you want my body and you think i'm sexy
Come on honey tell me so
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on sugar let me know

His heart's beating like a drum
'cos at last he's got this girl home
Relax baby now we are alone

They wake at dawn 'cos all the birds are singing
Two total strangers but that ain't what they're thinking
Outside it's cold, misty and it's raining
They got each other neither one's complaining
He say's i sorry but i'm out of milk and coffee
Never mind sugar we can watch the early movie

If you want my body and you think i'm sexy
Come on sugar let me know
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on honey tell me so

If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on sugar let me know
If you really, really, really, really need me
Just let me know
Just reach out and touch me
If you really want me
Just reach out and touch me
Come on sugar let me know
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on sugar let me know
If you, if you, if you really need me
Just come on and tell me so

(Rod Stewart / Jim Cregan)

Did you think I'd take it sitting down
and let you walk all over me
Thought you knew me much better than that
I keep much better company

With your lawyers and your two timing friends
I guess you know who I mean
Your detectives and your private eyes
could never win me back again

Just where did it get ya
What satisfaction was had
You kicked the shit right in my face
Is that all the thanks I get

You said we made such a pretty pair
living in harmony
I'm sorry honey but I disagree
it seemed more like a comedy

Just look how you lied girl
that Judas right by your side
He hung you up so you cut me right down
Is that all the thanks I get

Guess I'll find me a brand new girl
That won't take too very long
There's so many floatin' 'round this town
waitin' by the telephone
And if you want me I'll be in the bar
back into my usual ways
Or on the corner with the rest of the boys
You and I were just a breath away
It was great while it lasted
but oh Lord it turned nasty
You didn't give me one chance to explain
Well is that all the thanks I get

Is that the thanks I get
Is that the thanks I get
Is that the thanks I get for loving you
Is that the thanks I get
Is that the thanks I get
Is that the thanks I get for loving you