Rod Stewart - Atlantic Crossing Album Lyrics

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 felt me up and kissed my face,
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.
And I've found a woman
that can witness that in 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.

But it was alright for an hour; it was alright for a day.
But it did not last, it did not last till the weekend,
and I packed my bags and moved right away.

I said goodbye to money, I don't owe no alimony.
I paid my dues and payroll cues, gonna leave it all up to you.
I'll take my dog and my car, the best friends I've found so far,
and I'll keep goin' with the mornin' sun, singin' the same old song.

But it was alright for an hour; it was alright for a day.
But it did not last, it did not last till the weekend,
and I packed my bags and moved right away.

Well I guess you needed somebody to open each and ev'ry door
With a large amount in the Swiss account to give you thrills and nothing more.
But my Volkswagen is hardly a custom built Ferarri.
You want firstclass but I pump gas, so I'll get on out of your way.

But it was alright for an hour; it was alright for a day.
But it did not last, it did not last till the weekend,
and I packed my bags and moved right away.
It was alright for an hour; it was alright for a day.
But it did not last, it did not last till the weekend,
and I packed my bags and moved right away.

Well, we got ups, we got downs,
we got just so high till the sun goes down.
Got the ego, can be abused;
I got my two-toned shoes,
and I can sing the blues.

Look out, kids, it's the F B I;
we got a problem, you keep me high.
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
and put your money where your mouth is or get out this place.

New York town is a meanass town,
we got a thousand bands singin' underground.
Way down in New Orleans it's the same old thing;
emotion'l music a merry old thing.

Old King Soul, he final'y gave us a jolt;
he played the vibes till nine and read from ten to four.
He played upside down, he played inside out;
then a uniform band he was thrown into jail.

Look out, kids, it's the F B I;
we got a problem, you keep me high.
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
and put your money where your mouth is or get out this place.

Gettin' hungry I know little woman,
can't get a smell 'cause my nose is blocked.
I'm so high, I can't believe it;
hotel dogs are knockin' on my door.

Two night of singin' nearly out on the end,
left the two parts red, oh what a square.
As soon as the man, there's no sweeter song,
listen, Mc Cartney, we're the band on the run.

Look out, kids, it's the F B I;
we got a problem, you keep me high.
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
and put your money where your mouth is or get out this place.
Oh yeah

Oh, give me the beat, boys, to soothe my soul;
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.
Give me the beat, boys, to soothe my soul;
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.

Beginning to think that I'm wastin' time;
don't understand the things that I do.
' Cause the world outside looks so unkind.
Now I'm countin' on you to carry me through.

Oh, give me the beat, boys, to soothe my soul;
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.
Yeah, give me the beat, boys, to soothe my soul;
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.

And when my mind is free no melody can move me.
When I'm feelin' blue guitars are comin' through to soothe me.

And thanks for the joy that you've given me;
I want you to know I believe in your song,
and rhythm and rhyme and harmony.
You help me along, makin' me strong.

Give me the beat, boys, to soothe my soul;
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away, yeah
Give me the beat, boys, to soothe my soul;
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.

Oh, give me the beat, boys, to soothe my soul;
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away,
Yeah,
won't ya help me,
won't ya help me,
won't ya help me drift away

Never found a dime in a gutter,
always get my best friends drunk.
If the pres'dent tries to call me,
say " Rodney, come on over for lunch";
I'd say, " Gentlemen, exuse me please
but I'm busy with my buddies up on cloud thirty-three."
Yeah, stone cold sober again,
down in the alley again,
stone cold sober again.

Sunday is a drag, so forget it,
Monday you can make up for that;
Tuesday, take a taste for dinner,
if you're all right spend it in bed.
But on Thursday prepare for your weekend
and let Friday disappear into Saturday mornin'
when you're stone cold sober again,
down in the alley again,
stone cold sober again.
stone cold sober again,
down in the alley again,
stone cold sober again.

I don't mind stone cold sober again,
down in the alley again,
stone cold sober again.

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It's not the spotlight, it's not the cam'ra light,
it's not the street lights of some old street of dreams.
It ain't the moonlight, not even the sunlight,
but I've seen it shining in your eyes and you know what I mean.

Some times I try to tell myself the light was never real,
just a fantasy that used to be, the way I used to feel.
But you and I know better, even though it's been so long,
if your memory really serves you well, you'll never tell me no wrong.

It's not the spotlight, it's not the cam'ra light,
it's not the streetlights of some old street of dreams.
It ain't the moonlight, not even the sunlight,
but I've seen it shining in your eyes you know what I mean.

So if I ever feel the light again shining down on me,
I don't have to tell you what a welcome it would be.
I felt the light before but I let it slip away,
but I still keep on believing that it'll come back some day.

It's not the spotlight, it's not the cam'ra light,
it's not the streetlights of some old street of dreams.
It ain't the moonlight, not even the sunlight,
but I've seen it shining in your eyes and you know what I mean.

I try hard to hide my hurt inside.
This old heart of mine always keeps me crying.
The way you treat me leaves me incomplete.
You're here for the day, gone for the week.
But if I want you a hundred times,
a hundred times I have you back.
I'm yours whenever you want me;
I wanna shout about it, tell the world about it
'cause I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
I love you, yes, I do.

Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside,
'cause each day that passes by
you got me never knowing if I'm coming or going
but I love you, yes I do.
This old heart weeps for you.
I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
I love you; yes I do.
I love you; this old heart weeps for you.

But I would not change a thing
if I could do it all over again.
All I'm tryin' to say in my awkward way is,
"I still love you."

Didn't I try to impress you,
but my old Chevy van kept breakin' down.
And my one room over the drugstore,
we watched the neon lights go out over town.

And some nights we'd go out dancin',
come home singin' by the Erie Canal.
two hearts gently poundin'
as that mornin' train came janglin' through.

But I would not change a thing
if I could do it all over again.
All I'm tryin' to say in my awkward way is,
"I still love you."

Well darlin', didn't I promise
I'd never go so far away again?
But here I am writin' this letter;
goodbye to you, my love, see you again.

But I would not change a thing
if I could do it all over again.
All I'm tryin' to say in my awkward way is,
"I still love you."