If you want my body
and you think I'm sexy

You didn't accept
You had nothing to say.

I don't object if you call collect.

I'm as blind as a boy can be.

I called you collect, you didn't accept
You had nothing to say.

I think it's funny but he also deserved a kick in the head for telling her the morning sun when it's in her face really shows her age.

Rod, if you're sexy you should know. Don't ask. Women are going to think you're hitting on them. Can you say pepper spray?

Any line repeated 24 times at the end of a song is bad enough, but aside from being the song title, this line doesn't even have anything to do with the rest of the lyrics!

too many matildas

From what I know about Mr. Stewart's off-stage behavoir--including punching photographers--I am hard put to believe he has any respect for anyone or anything except himself and his money and fame.

This was his song with the 1978 Scottish World Cup Squad, but that doesn't excuse Rod from resorting to a Dr. Seuss - type rhyme!

Who wants to reminded that they're getting old?

I believe he would rather her inhibitions not come out.

Shouldn't that be 'posterity'?

The second line. While it is still done in some places, home milk delivery is not that common in North America any more, you want milk, you get it at a supermarket (although in some places, such as the UK, it's still done...this song however is about a place in Indiana)

People now use cell phones, and Pay Phones are now 75 cents.

Well, I grew up hearing the Unplugged album, so of course I had no clue since I was a little kid. I never realized how dirty it was until I read Dave Barry's Book of Bad Songs! I guess any song with the lyric 'Loosen up that pretty French gown' can't be that innocent.

Aubrey Beardsley, artist who designed the prints used for Oscar Wildes' 'Salome' book - I don't think Stewart knew of him pre-Britt!

Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis

This song has an upbeat tune, but it is hard to choose what lines best express the ambivalent love-hate angst being expressed in the lyrics. It might look encouraging early on when he tells Maggie "But that don't bother me none; in my eyes you're everything.". But as the lyrics further unfold, "everything" seems to include the superbly bad as well as the superbly good. In short, what we have here is a rousing tune about a dysfunctional lover that the singer can't leave, despite the fact that she's made his life a disaster zone if the lyrics can be taken seriously.