The Rolling Stones
The Rolling Stones - Live With Me lyrics
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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 Don`cha 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 wanna live with me? And there`s a score of harebrained children They`re all locked in the nursery They got earphone heads they got dirty necks They`re so 20th century Well they queue up for the bathroom `Round about 7:35 Don`cha think we need a woman`s touch to make it come alive? You`d look good pram pushing Down the high street Come on now, honey Don`t you wanna live with me? Whoa, the servants they`re so helpful, dear The cook she is a whore Yes, the butler has a place for her Behind the pantry door The maid, she`s French, she`s got no sense She`s wild for Crazy Horse And when she strips, the chauffeur flips The footman`s eyes get crossed Don`cha think there`s a place for us Right across the street Don`cha think there`s a place for you, In between the sheets?