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Rolling Stones Forty Licks

summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy But what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy

: (M. Jagger/K. Richards) Under my thumb The girl who once had me down Under my thumb The girl who once pushed me around It's down to me The difference

: You're the kind of person You meet at certain dismal dull affairs. Center of a crowd, talking much too loud Running up and down the stairs. Well

: (Jagger/Richards) Have you seen your mother, baby, standing in the shadow? Have you had another, baby, standing in the shadow? I'm glad I opened your

: (Jagger/Richard) Childhood living is easy to do The things you wanted I bought them for you Graceless lady, you know who I am, You know I can't let

: (M. Jagger/K. Richards) I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in

: (M. Jagger/K. Richards) I saw her today at the reception A glass of wine in her hand I knew she would meet her connection At her feet was a footloose

: (M. Jagger/K. Richards) I live in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor of my block And I sit at home looking out the window Imagining the world has

: (Jagger/Richards) My, My, My, My Don't you worry 'bout what's on your mind (Oh my) I'm in no hurry I can take my time (Oh my) I'm going red and my