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(M. Jagger/K. Richards) |
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I got nasty habits, I take tea at three |
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Yes, and the meat I eat for dinner |
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Must be hung up for a week |
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My best friend, he shoots water rats |
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And feeds them to his geese |
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Don'cha think there's a place for you |
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In between the sheets? |
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Come on now, honey |
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We can build a home for three |
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Come on now, honey |
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Don't you wanna live with me? |
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And there's a score of harebrained children |
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They're all locked in the nursery |
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They got earphone heads they got dirty necks |
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They're so 20th century |
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Well they queue up for the bathroom |
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Round about 7:35 |
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Don'cha think we need a woman's touch to make it come alive? |
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You'd look good pram pushing |
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Down the high street |
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Come on now, honey |
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Don't you wanna live with me? |
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Whoa, the servants they're so helpful, dear |
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The cook she is a whore |
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Yes, the butler has a place for her |
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Behind the pantry door |
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The maid, she's French, she's got no sense |
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She's wild for Crazy Horse |
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And when she strips, the chauffeur flips |
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The footman's eyes get crossed |
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Don'cha think there's a place for us |
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Right across the street |
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Don'cha think there's a place for you, |
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In between the sheets? |
