(m. jagger/k. richards)
Who´s that woman on your arm all dressed up to do you harm
And i´m hip to what she´ll do, give her just about a month or two.
Bit off more than i can chew and i knew what it was leading to,
Some things, well, i can´t refuse,
One of them, one of them the bedroom blues.
She delivers right on time, i can´t resist a corny line,
But take the shine right off you shoes,
Carryin´, carryin´ the bedroom blues.
Oo...
In the bar you´re getting drunk, i ain´t in love, i ain´t in luck.
Hide the switch and shut the light, let it all come down tonight.
Maybe your friends think i´m just a stranger,
Some face you´ll never see no more.
Let it all come down tonight.
Keep those tears hid out of sight, let it loose, let it all come down.
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