Oh, Cindy, ain't you noticed?
That several of your friends have moved on
And the street outside is just a little too quiet
And your local paper's run out of news
I'm not persuading you or disengaging you
But Cindy, you and me, we gotta move

Can you refuse? No time to lose
We'll hit the high road early this morning
So don't be late, don't hesitate
This dream can pass just as fast as lightning
Oh, Cindy, incidentally, baby, I ain't putting you on

Can you refuse? With nothing to lose
We'll hit the high road early this morning
So don't be late, don't hesitate
This dream can pass just as fast as lightning

Oh, Cindy, don't you worry
'Cause between us, we can make it through
There ain't nothing, no, no, nothing
In the world I can do without you
So Cindy, get your coat on
Leave the rent with the gent up in the penthouse
Turn your music so loud, let's attract a big crowd
And drink a round to this town and bid goodbye, farewell

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Ian McLagan, Rod Stewart, Ron Wood