(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood

Darling I hate to tell you but I think IжЉ¦ catching a cold

Put another chair on the fire bring the bottle over here

I feel IжЉ¦ getting old

I like your laugh and a hot romance

and your ornжЉ®y sense of humor

but if it rains again like it did today

IжЉ¦ gonna have to leave a little bit sooner

Got to get me some South America sun

Honey donжЉ° even ask me if you can come along

Down at the border you need to be older

and you sure donжЉ° look like my daughter

Your ridiculous age, start a state outrage

and IжЉ£l end up in a Mexican jail

Darling please donжЉ° cry you know I wouldnжЉ° tell you no lie

Look over there

Oh my God donжЉ° look now

but it appears to be raining again

Get upstairs pack my book of prayers

Honey hurry IжЉ¦ catching pneumonia

I gotta move while IжЉ¦ in the mood

or IжЉ£l disappear into that wall

Darling please donжЉ° curse

it really couldnжЉ° be any worse

Say IжЉ¦ a sun fanatic but itжЉЇ dark in your attic

and your cat sleeps over my head

I know IжЉ¦ not a football star

but I wanna little better than that

So IжЉ¦ much obliged for the pure white ride

and a cup of tea every morning

IжЉ£l say goodbye, look your man in the eye

you know I wouldnжЉ° 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