{t:Ooh La La}
{st:The Faces (1973), Rod Stewart (1998)}
{c:intro}
([D]1 2 3 4, [Em7]1 2 3 4)
([D]1 2 3 4, [Em7]1 2 3 4)
([D]1 2 3 4, [Em7]1 2 3 4)
([D]1 2 3 4, [Em7]1 2 3 4)
{c:verse 1}
[D]Poor old granddad, I [Em7]laughed at all his words
I [D]thought he was a bitter man, he [Em7]spoke of women's ways
They'll [D]trap you, then they use you, be-[Em7]fore you even know
For [D]love is blind and you're far too kind, don't [Em7]ever let it show
{soc}
I [D]wish that I knew what I know [Em7]now, [G]when I was younger
I [D]wish that I knew what I know [Em7]now, [G]when I was stronger
{eoc}
{c:verse 2}
The [D]can can's such a pretty show, they'll [Em7]steal your heart away
But [D]backstage, back on earth again, the [Em7]dressing rooms are gray
They [D]come on strong and it ain't too long, ‘fore they [Em7]make you feel a man
But [D]love is blind and you soon will find, you're [Em7]just a boy again
{c:interlude}
([D]1 2 3 4, [Em7]1 2 [G]3 4)
([D]1 2 3 4, [Em7]1 2 [G]3 4)
([D]1 2 3 4, [Em7]1 2 [G]3 4)
([D]1 2 3 4, [Em7]1 2 [G]3 4)
{c:verse 3}
When you [D]want her lips, you get a cheek, makes you [Em7]wonder where you are
If you [D]want some more and she's fast asleep, leaves you [Em7]twinkling with the stars
[D]Poor young grandson, there's [Em7]nothing I can say
You'll [D]have to learn, a-just like me, and [Em7]that's the hardest way
{c:outro}
Ooh la [D]la, ooh la [Em7]la la la yeah
([D]1 2 3 4, [Em7]1 2 3 4)
{soc}
I [D]wish that I knew what I know [Em7]now, [G]when I was younger
I [D]wish that I knew what I know [Em7]now, [G]when I was stronger [D]↓
{eoc}
