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Rod Stewart - Rock and Horns - Blondes (Have More Fun)
Rock and Horns
01. Star A.D.
02. Idiots Rule
03. Come On Get It
04. Rocks
05. Touch Me
06. The Great Curve
07. Love Shack
08. Free
09. Vehicle
10. Surf Rider
11. A Thousand Departed Friends
12. Fresh Blood
13. Bar‐X the Rocking M
14. Free Love
15. Gotta Rock
16. Who’s the King
17. EZ Decision
18. New Orleans
19. What Is That Love?
20. One More River to Cross
21. Black & White People
22. Spy
23. Why Can’t I Be You?
24. Drug (It’s Just a State of Mind)
25. What You Need
26. Standing at the Gates
27. Alone Again Or
28. Hi Roller
29. Hearts Are Gonna Roll
30. Down to the Nightclub
31. Blondes (Have More Fun)
32. Proud Mary
33. Hey Bartender (live version)
34. Higher
35. Jack of Speed
36. There There My Dear
37. Solid Gone
38. Brassbound
39. Speak as One
40. Leaders in Seventh Heaven
41. Vanity Fair
42. The Last Waltz Refrain (instrumental)
Is it a matter of opinion
Or just a contradiction
But from where I come from
All the blondes have more fun
Well, just watch them sisters on a Saturday night
Peroxide causin' all the fights, oh, yeah, ah, yeah

I took a rose in Texas
She gimme plenty of practice
But I couldn't touch the surface
'Cause of recent facelift
She had no idea what love's about
'Cept the one o'clock call on the casting couch, oh, yeah, ah, yeah

Sissy from New York
Was on the cover of New Vogue
I ain't supposed to be available
So completely untouchable
I got a limousine and bodyguard and chaperone
But God knows Rodder just needs to ball, oh, yeah, ooh, yeah

You can keep your black and your redheads
You can keep your brunettes too
I want a girl that's semi intelligent
Gimme a blonde that's six feet two, boy
And that ain't all, yeah

Yeah

I make you explore

I had a crush on Bardot
Fell in love with Monroe
Read about 'em in the nationals
All the juicy little scandals
But I never saw 'em dancin' at the county hall
With the short fat guy's prematurely bald, oh, no, no, no, no, no
Dig this

You can keep your black and your redheads
You can keep your brunettes too
Don't want a subservient woman
Gimme a blonde that's six feet two, boy
And that ain't all, ah yeah

Put the beat
Oh
Ahh, yeah