Karaoké Handbags and Gladrags Rod Stewart

Ever seen a blind man cross the road

Trying to make the other side

Ever seen a young girl growing old

Trying to make herself a bride

So what becomes of you my love

When they have finally stripped you of

The handbags and the gladrags that your grandad had to sweat so you could buy

Baby

Once I was a young man and all I thought

I had to do was smile

You are still a young girl and you bought everything in style

But once you think you're in you're out

'Cos you don't mean a single thing without

The handbags and the gladrags that your grandad had to sweat so you could buy

Hmm

Sing a song of six-pence for your sake

And take a bottle full of rye

Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake

And bake them all in a pie

They told me you missed school today

So what I suggest you just throw them all away

The handbags and the gladrags that your poor old grandad had to sweat to buy

Oh ooh oh ooh woh oh

They told me you missed school today

So I suggest you just throw them all away

The handbags and the gladrags that your poor old grandad had to sweat to buy ya

Baby

Bye bye

Hmm