Rolling Stones - Live with me

I got nasty habits, I take tea at three
Yes, and the meat I eat for dinner
Must be hung up for a week
My best friend, he shoots water rats
And feeds them to his geese
Doncha think theres a place for you
In between the sheets?

Come on now, honey
We can build a home for three
Come on now, honey
Dont you wanna live with me?

And theres a score of harebrained children
Theyre all locked in the nursery
They got earphone heads they got dirty necks
Theyre so 20th century
Well they queue up for the bathroom
round about 7:35
Doncha think we need a womans touch to make it come alive?

Youd look good pram pushing
Down the high street
Come on now, honey
Dont you wanna live with me?

Whoa, the servants theyre so helpful, dear
The cook she is a whore
Yes, the butler has a place for her
Behind the pantry door
The maid, shes french, shes got no sense
Shes wild for crazy horse
And when she strips, the chauffeur flips
The footmans eyes get crossed

Doncha think theres a place for us
Right across the street
Doncha think theres a place for you,
In between the sheets?

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