Sittin' here in line,
Wearin' my number,
While she's somewhere,
Touching up another fool.
In a jukebox dive downin' blues
In her leopard-skin anklehigh boots
While I'm jackin' off
Readin' playboy on a hot afternoon.
I'm a three time loser.
Caught it up in monterey,
Shook it up in east virginia,
Now my friends say it's here to stay.
How dare you have a party
In a chelsea basement
When the poor excited jezebel said come outside.
She pinned me up against the fence,
Put her dirty hands down in my pants.
She took all of my money,
Left me naked by the silvery moon.
I'm a three time loser.
Caught it up in monterey,
Shook it up in east virginia,
Now my friends say it's here to stay.
Roll away, roll away, all of you women;
I don't think I need you anymore.
There'll be no more doctor's bills,
There'll be no more swallowing pills.
When I find a woman
That can whip the stallion blood out of me.
I'm a three time loser.
Caught it up in monterey,
Shook it up in east virginia,
Now my friends say it's here to stay.
I'm a three time loser.
Caught it up in monterey,
Shook it up in east virginia,
Now my friends say it's here to stay.
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Rod Stewart in Album Atlantic Crossing Released in 1975 |