(Rod Stewart, Ron Wood)
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Sit right down if you can spare me a minute.
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I got a tale that's bound to break your heart.
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Concerns my brother who's thin and plays violin.
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Got it in his head that an IQ was all you need
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He went his way, I couldn't discover mine.
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I didn't worry if I ever saw him again.
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He's made a profit while I don't even own a pocket
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and the last I heard he was sitting at the top of the tree.
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Late last night reading my Underground Press
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Came a knock on the door, thought it was the third world war.
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Lord above, I did not recognize him.
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I said, "Have a cup of coke, Kid, maybe that's all you need."
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He said, "The smell of the city, Kid, it's trying to kill me.
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My eyes are getting muddy, Christ, I'm aging fast.
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With my kind of music, I knew it wasn't gonna to be simple,
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But have a quick listen, Kid, maybe that's all you need."
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Don't stop, you make me feel much better
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Tell me my brother do you think that's all I need?
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Don't it make you happy, well, well, well, well, well
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That's all you need [5x]
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That's All You Need
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| The Faces |
