| Song | Every Picture Tells A Story |
| Artist | Rod Stewart |
| Album | Almost Famous O.S.T |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Rod Stewart/Ron Wood Music:Rod Stewart/Ron Wood | |
| Spent some time feelin' inferior | |
| standing in front of my mirror | |
| Combed my hair in a thousand ways | |
| but I came out looking just the same | |
| Daddy said, 'Son, you better see the world | |
| I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave | |
| But remember one thing don't lose your head | |
| to a woman that'll spend your bread' | |
| So I got out | |
| Paris was a place you could hide away | |
| if you felt you didn't fit in | |
| French police wouldn't give me no peace | |
| They claimed I was a nasty person | |
| Down along the Left Bank minding my own | |
| Was knocked down by a human stampede | |
| Got arrested for inciting a peacful riot | |
| when all I wanted was a cup of tea | |
| I was accused | |
| I moved on | |
| Down in Rome I wasn't getting enough | |
| of the things that keeps a young man alive | |
| My body stunk but I kept my funk | |
| at a time when I was right out of luck | |
| Getting desperate indeed I was | |
| Looking like a tourist attraction | |
| Oh my dear I better get out of here | |
| 'for the Vatican don't give no sanction | |
| I wasn't ready for that, no no | |
| I moved right out east yeah! | |
| On the Peking ferry I was feeling merry | |
| sailing on my way back here | |
| I fell in love with a slit eyed lady | |
| by the light of an eastern moon | |
| Shangai Lil never used the pill | |
| She claimed that it just ain't natural | |
| She took me up on deck and bit my neck | |
| Oh people I was glad I found her | |
| Oh yeah I was glad I found her | |
| I firmly believe that I didn't need anyone but me | |
| I sincerely thought I was so complete | |
| Look how wrong you can be | |
| The women I've known I wouldn't let tie my shoe | |
| They wouldn't give you the time of day | |
| But the slit eyed lady knocked me off my feet | |
| God I was glad I found her | |
| And if they had the words I could tell to you | |
| to help you on the way down the road | |
| I couldn't quote you no Dickens, Shelley or Keats | |
| 'cause it's all been said before | |
| Make the best out of the bad just laugh it off | |
| You didn't have to come here anyway | |
| So remember, every picture tells a story don't it |
| Lyrics: Rod Stewart Ron Wood Music: Rod Stewart Ron Wood | |
| Spent some time feelin' inferior | |
| standing in front of my mirror | |
| Combed my hair in a thousand ways | |
| but I came out looking just the same | |
| Daddy said, ' Son, you better see the world | |
| I wouldn' t blame you if you wanted to leave | |
| But remember one thing don' t lose your head | |
| to a woman that' ll spend your bread' | |
| So I got out | |
| Paris was a place you could hide away | |
| if you felt you didn' t fit in | |
| French police wouldn' t give me no peace | |
| They claimed I was a nasty person | |
| Down along the Left Bank minding my own | |
| Was knocked down by a human stampede | |
| Got arrested for inciting a peacful riot | |
| when all I wanted was a cup of tea | |
| I was accused | |
| I moved on | |
| Down in Rome I wasn' t getting enough | |
| of the things that keeps a young man alive | |
| My body stunk but I kept my funk | |
| at a time when I was right out of luck | |
| Getting desperate indeed I was | |
| Looking like a tourist attraction | |
| Oh my dear I better get out of here | |
| ' for the Vatican don' t give no sanction | |
| I wasn' t ready for that, no no | |
| I moved right out east yeah! | |
| On the Peking ferry I was feeling merry | |
| sailing on my way back here | |
| I fell in love with a slit eyed lady | |
| by the light of an eastern moon | |
| Shangai Lil never used the pill | |
| She claimed that it just ain' t natural | |
| She took me up on deck and bit my neck | |
| Oh people I was glad I found her | |
| Oh yeah I was glad I found her | |
| I firmly believe that I didn' t need anyone but me | |
| I sincerely thought I was so complete | |
| Look how wrong you can be | |
| The women I' ve known I wouldn' t let tie my shoe | |
| They wouldn' t give you the time of day | |
| But the slit eyed lady knocked me off my feet | |
| God I was glad I found her | |
| And if they had the words I could tell to you | |
| to help you on the way down the road | |
| I couldn' t quote you no Dickens, Shelley or Keats | |
| ' cause it' s all been said before | |
| Make the best out of the bad just laugh it off | |
| You didn' t have to come here anyway | |
| So remember, every picture tells a story don' t it |
| Lyrics: Rod Stewart Ron Wood Music: Rod Stewart Ron Wood | |
| Spent some time feelin' inferior | |
| standing in front of my mirror | |
| Combed my hair in a thousand ways | |
| but I came out looking just the same | |
| Daddy said, ' Son, you better see the world | |
| I wouldn' t blame you if you wanted to leave | |
| But remember one thing don' t lose your head | |
| to a woman that' ll spend your bread' | |
| So I got out | |
| Paris was a place you could hide away | |
| if you felt you didn' t fit in | |
| French police wouldn' t give me no peace | |
| They claimed I was a nasty person | |
| Down along the Left Bank minding my own | |
| Was knocked down by a human stampede | |
| Got arrested for inciting a peacful riot | |
| when all I wanted was a cup of tea | |
| I was accused | |
| I moved on | |
| Down in Rome I wasn' t getting enough | |
| of the things that keeps a young man alive | |
| My body stunk but I kept my funk | |
| at a time when I was right out of luck | |
| Getting desperate indeed I was | |
| Looking like a tourist attraction | |
| Oh my dear I better get out of here | |
| ' for the Vatican don' t give no sanction | |
| I wasn' t ready for that, no no | |
| I moved right out east yeah! | |
| On the Peking ferry I was feeling merry | |
| sailing on my way back here | |
| I fell in love with a slit eyed lady | |
| by the light of an eastern moon | |
| Shangai Lil never used the pill | |
| She claimed that it just ain' t natural | |
| She took me up on deck and bit my neck | |
| Oh people I was glad I found her | |
| Oh yeah I was glad I found her | |
| I firmly believe that I didn' t need anyone but me | |
| I sincerely thought I was so complete | |
| Look how wrong you can be | |
| The women I' ve known I wouldn' t let tie my shoe | |
| They wouldn' t give you the time of day | |
| But the slit eyed lady knocked me off my feet | |
| God I was glad I found her | |
| And if they had the words I could tell to you | |
| to help you on the way down the road | |
| I couldn' t quote you no Dickens, Shelley or Keats | |
| ' cause it' s all been said before | |
| Make the best out of the bad just laugh it off | |
| You didn' t have to come here anyway | |
| So remember, every picture tells a story don' t it |