rod stewart
too bad
Too bad we was thrown downstairs You never got a chance to sing We were quite polite With one invite To keep us off the street We mingled for a minute or two With the high class clientele And then somebody said who invited them Them that crowd of refugees What an insult to be shown the door Before we could shake a leg I was most intrigued by the colored queen Bleeding on the kitchen door Then I was ushered with my friends By the butler who was twelve feet tall Well let me please explain That were not to blame We just don't have the right accent No, no All we wanted to do was to socialize Oh you know its a shame I was always getting the pain All we wanted to do was to socialize Oh you know its a shame How we always get the blame Twenty girls, damp hotels Is where I'm gonna stay Cause now I see what it's all about I didn't at the old school side Don't worry we had more fun Waiting for the all night bus Too bad my regional tongue Gave us away again