Lost paraguayos

Lost paraguayos Lyrics

(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood

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

Got to get me some South America sun

Honey don抰 even ask me if you can come along
Down at the border you need to be older
and you sure don抰 look like my daughter
Your ridiculous age, start a state outrage
and I抣l end up in a Mexican jail
Darling please don抰 cry you know I wouldn抰 tell you no lie

Look over there
Oh my God don抰 look now
but it appears to be raining again
Get upstairs pack my book of prayers
Honey hurry I抦 catching pneumonia
I gotta move while I抦 in the mood
or I抣l disappear into that wall
Darling please don抰 curse
it really couldn抰 be any worse
Say I抦 a sun fanatic but it抯 dark in your attic
and your cat sleeps over my head

I know I抦 not a football star
but I wanna little better than that
So I抦 much obliged for the pure white ride
and a cup of tea every morning
I抣l say goodbye, look your man in the eye
you know I wouldn抰 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