(rod stewart, ron wood)Woken up on mornings such as thisAnd thought exactly the same as I’m thinking now.Every night for a year I’ve slept alone.Cold damp room looks worse than me, no no noGot a fear of death that creeps on every night.I know I won’t die soon, but then again I might,Water down the drain, I’m wasting away.And doctors can’t help me a ghost of a man that’s me, no noWater down the drain goes to the sea,The pattern of my life keeps a-haunting me.Moisture from the ocean fills the sky,Come on down to the ground as the time goes by, no no no no noSlow down thereI never found out the reason whyWhy my parents had to lieAbout the place that I was bornAnd from my hometown I was tornAt the tender age of fourI was livin’ by a homemade lawI never knew when it was to be laidMy desires are never displayedI never knew what it was to be lovedI never knew what it was to be laidI never knew what it was to winI never knew what it was to be loved, nononoAh, get on up thereI never knew what it was to be lovedI never knew what it was to be laidNononononoSlow down there
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