Lost Paraguayos

Lyrics：Rod Stewart/Ron Wood Music：Rod Stewart/Ron Wood

Darling I hate to tell you but I think I catching a cold

Put another chair on the fire bring the bottle over here

I feel I getting old

I like your laugh and a hot romance

and your orny sense of humor

but if it rains again like it did today

I gonna have to leave a little bit sooner

Got to get me some South America sun

Honey don even ask me if you can come along

Down at the border you need to be older

and you sure don look like my daughter

Your ridiculous age, start a state outrage

and Il end up in a Mexican jail

Darling please don cry you know I wouldn tell you no lie

Look over there

Oh my God don look now

but it appears to be raining again

Get upstairs pack my book of prayers

Honey hurry I catching pneumonia

I gotta move while I in the mood

or Il disappear into that wall

Darling please don curse

it really couldn be any worse

Say I a sun fanatic but it dark in your attic

and your cat sleeps over my head

I know I not a football star

but I wanna little better than that

So I much obliged for the pure white ride

and a cup of tea every morning

Il say goodbye, look your man in the eye

you know I wouldn 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