Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rip This Joint , by - The Rolling Stones. Song from the album Exile On Main St., in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 31.12.2009
Record label: Promotone
Song language: English
Rip This Joint |
| Mama says yes, Papa says no |
| Make up you mind 'cause I gotta go |
| I’m gonna raise hell at the Union Hall |
| Drive myself right over the wall |
| Rip this joint, gonna save your soul |
| Round and round and round we go |
| Roll this joint, gonna get down low |
| Start my starter, gonna stop the show |
| Oh, yeah! |
| Mister President, Mister Immigration Man |
| Let me in, sweetie, to your fair land |
| I’m Tampa bound and Memphis too |
| Short Fat Fanny is on the loose |
| Dig that sound on the radio |
| Then slip it right across into Buffalo |
| Dick and Pat in ole D.C., |
| Well they’re gonna hold some shit for me |
| Ying yang, you’re my thing |
| Oh, now, baby, won’t you hear me sing |
| Flip Flop, fit to drop |
| Come on baby, won’t you let it rock? |
| Oh, yeah! |
| Oh, yeah! |
| From San Jose down to Santa Fe |
| Kiss me quick, baby, won’tcha make my day |
| Down to New Orleans with the Dixie Dean |
| 'Cross to Dallas, Texas with the Butter Queen |
| Rip this joint, gonna rip yours too |
| Some brand new steps and some weight to lose |
| Gonna roll this joint, gonna get down low |
| Round and round and round we’ll go |
| Wham, Bham, Birmingham, Alabam' don’t give a damn |
| Little Rock and I’m fit to top |
| Ah, let it rock |