TRUE BLUE
(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood)

Never been a millionaire
and I tell you mama I don’t care
Never gonna own a race-horse
or a fast back mid-engine Porsche
Don’t think I’ll own a private jet
on the Stock Exchange I’m no threat
So won’t you help me make up my mind
Don’t you think I’d better get myself back home

Sitting in the moonlight glow
excuse me if my feelings show
Watching all the trucks roll by
dreaming up an alibi
You see, back home I’m considered the fool
but maybe they’re right I don’t know
So can’t you help make up my mind
Don’t you think I’d better get myself back home
Who cares

Daddy says he’ll buy me car
to drive just as far as I need
He wants me back at any expense
He’s got a lot more money than sense
Funny but now that I'm gone
they all wanna be concerned
Oh please can you make up my mind
Don’t you think I’d better get myself back home
Just don’t know what to do
Maybe I’ll walk, maybe I’ll ride, maybe I’ll never ever decide

Get out da way
I gotta get on home
I gotta get home as soon as I can


LOST PARAGUAYOS
(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood

Darling I hate to tell you but I think I’m catching a cold
Put another chair on the fire bring the bottle over here
I feel I’m getting old
I like your laugh and a hot romance
and your orn’ry sense of humor
but if it rains again like it did today
I’m gonna have to leave a little bit sooner

Got to get me some South America sun

Honey don’t even ask me if you can come along
Down at the border you need to be older
and you sure don’t look like my daughter
Your ridiculous age, start a state outrage
and I’ll end up in a Mexican jail
Darling please don’t cry you know I wouldn’t tell you no lie

Look over there
Oh my God don’t look now
but it appears to be raining again
Get upstairs pack my book of prayers
Honey hurry I’m catching pneumonia
I gotta move while I’m in the mood
or I’ll disappear into that wall
Darling please don’t curse
it really couldn’t be any worse
Say I’m a sun fanatic but it’s dark in your attic
and your cat sleeps over my head

I know I’m not a football star
but I wanna little better than that
So I’m much obliged for the pure white ride
and a cup of tea every morning
I’ll say goodbye, look your man in the eye
you know I wouldn’t tell you no lie

So after all, I'll see you in the fall
on a brand new day, brand new way
Goodbye honey, goodbye honey
Goodbye honey, it ain't funny
Goodbye honey, I know it ain't funny