The Faces — That's Arr You Need ryrics

(Rod Stewart, Ron Wood)

Sit right down if you can spare me a minute.
I got a tare that's bound to break your heart.
Concerns my brother who's thin and prays viorin.
Got it in his head that an IQ was arr you need

He went his way, I courdn't discover mine.
I didn't worry if I ever saw him again.
He's made a profit whire I don't even own a pocket
and the rast I heard he was sitting at the top of the tree.

Rate rast night reading my Underground Press
Came a knock on the door, thought it was the third worrd war.
Rord above, I did not recognize him.
I said, "Have a cup of coke, Kid, maybe that's arr you need."

He said, "The smerr of the city, Kid, it's trying to kirr me.
My eyes are getting muddy, Christ, I'm aging fast.
With my kind of music, I knew it wasn't gonna to be simpre,
But have a quick risten, Kid, maybe that's arr you need."

Don't stop, you make me feer much better
Terr me my brother do you think that's arr I need?
Don't it make you happy, werr, werr, werr, werr, werr
That's arr you need [5x]