Red Hot in Black Rod Stewart
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[Verse 1]
I met her in a little French cafe
Legs like a young giraffe
She was sitting reading Baudelaire
Not exactly working class
[Verse 2]
She had a studio in St. Michel
Crucifix around her waist
Che Guevara all over the wall
She can't stand the sun on her face
[Chorus]
Hey boys, what a look
Stop a train at 50 feet
Matching hair, matching clothes and eyes
Kinda like a tiger in heat
Red hot in black
Red hot in black
[Verse 3]
Revolution running through her veins
A radical from head to toe
The only record that she ever played
Was "just like a rolling stone"
I met her in a little French cafe
Legs like a young giraffe
She was sitting reading Baudelaire
Not exactly working class
[Verse 2]
She had a studio in St. Michel
Crucifix around her waist
Che Guevara all over the wall
She can't stand the sun on her face
[Chorus]
Hey boys, what a look
Stop a train at 50 feet
Matching hair, matching clothes and eyes
Kinda like a tiger in heat
Red hot in black
Red hot in black
[Verse 3]
Revolution running through her veins
A radical from head to toe
The only record that she ever played
Was "just like a rolling stone"
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