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(ron wood, rod stewart)
In the mornin' don't say you love me,
'cause i'll only kick you out of the door
I know your name is rita 'cause your perfume's smellin' sweeter
Since when i saw you down on the floor.
Won't need to much pursuadin'
I don't mean to sound degradin',
But with a face like that you got nothin' to laugh about.
Red lips, hair and fingernails,
I hear you're a mean old jezebel
Lets go up stairs and read my tarot cards
Stay with me, stay with me
For tonight you'd better stay with me
Stay with me, stay with me
For tonight you'd better stay with me
So, in the mornin', please don't say you love me
'cause you know i'll only kick you out the door
Yeah, i'll pay your cab fare home, you can even use my best cologne,
Just don't be here in the mornin' when i wake up
Stay with me, stay with me
For tonight you'd gonna stay with me
Sit down, get up, get out.
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