Lyrics Live With Me - The Rolling Stones, Sheryl Crow

Live With Me

I’ve 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
Dontcha 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 And there’s a score of hare-brained children, they are a-lockedin the nursery
They got earphone heads, they got dirty necks, they’re sotwentieth century
Well they queue up for the bathroom round about seven thirty-five
But dontcha 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 want to live with me Oh 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 from the CrazyHorse
And when she strips, the chauffeur flips, the footman’s eyes getcrossed
Dontcha think there’s a place for us right across the street
Dontcha think there’s a place for you in between the sheets