Honey Gold Rod Stewart

I get this feeling every time I see your face
You never grow old, you never look tired, you never seem outta place
What a life you've led, I guess you've seen it all
Put a sign on the door, you're untouchable
Put a sign on the door, untouchable

Once upon a time you were the leader of the pack, yes you were
But here's to you Honey Gold, you're still a first class act

Somebody's looking down on you
Somebody's smiling down on you
So cool, so fine, class redefined
That style, so wild, that face, such grace
After you they broke the mould, Honey Gold

Somebody's looking down on you, yes they are
Somebody's smiling down on you

I remember you at a rally for peace in the summer of '95
When you marched through the streets of London with all your children by your side
Ahh, no man ever claimed you, no woman ever changed you
Put a sign on the door, you're untouchable
Put a sign on the door, untouchable

And with all your blue blooded connections and all those friends in high places
You know what, there's a rumour going around the street you even partied with The Faces