Live with me/ The Rolling StonesLet it bleed[ 1969] |
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I got a nasty habits I take tea at 3 Yes and the meat I eat for dinner It must be hung up for a week My best friend he shoots water rats and feeds them to his geese Don't you think there's a place for you in between the sheets Come on now honey, we can build a home for three Come on now honey, don't you want to live with me There's a score of hair brained children They're all locked in the nursery They got earphone heads, they got dirty necks They're so twentieth century Well they queue up for the bathroom Round about 7:35 Don't you think we need a woman's touch to make it come alive You'd look good pram pushing down the high street * Woh the servants, they're so helpless yeah The cook she is a whore, yeah And the butler has a place for her behind the pantry door The maid she's French She's got no sense She's from the Crazy Horse And when she strips, the chauffeur flips The butler's eyes got crossed Don't you think there's a place for up right across the street Don't you think there's a place for you in between the sheets * |