Lyrics Dirty Silly Filthy Boys - Rod Stewart

Dirty Silly Filthy Boys

Johnny was a gambler
Laid his money down
It wouldn’t get better
Ridin' around
Walk a million miles 'cause I’m born to fly
When I come home again
Comin' like a hurricane
When I come home again
Comin' like a hurricane
You gotta give him what he wants
When he wants it all the time
Johnny was a gambler
Laid his money down
It wouldn’t get better
Ridin' around
Walk a million miles 'cause I’m born to fly
Yeah 'cause I’m born to fly
When he comes homes again
Comin' like a hurricane
When he comes homes again
Comin' like a hurricane
You gotta give him what he wants
When he wants it all the time
I had my lover
Proud, the money down
It didn’t look better
Strange way down
He’d walk a million miles
But I don’t care 'cause I’m not there anymore
When I come home again
Comin' like a hurricane
When I come home again
Comin' like a hurricane
You gotta give him what he wants
When he wants it all the time
When I come home again
Comin' like a hurricane
When I come home again
Keep it, again
You gotta give him what he wants
When he wants it all the time
One more time