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The Rolling Stones
"Andrew's Blues" lyrics

Andrew's Blues

Yes now Andrew Oldham sitting on a hill
With Jack and Jill
Fucked all night and sucked all night
And taste that pussy
Till it taste just right
Oh Andrew
Oh Andrew
Oh suck it Andrew
Fuck it Andrew
Oh Andrew Oldham
A guy who really know his way around

Well I said I wouldn't lay you baby
Till the day that we would wed
But every time I kiss you
You know, I forget just what I said
Well well I let you keep it tonight
If you hold me, hold it real tight
Oh oo Andrew
Oh oh Andrew
Come and get it little Andrew
Before Sir Edward takes it away from you
Come on get her cunt Sir Edward
Come on now

Huh huh play the blues everybody
Play the blues
Huh fucking
The Rolling Stones are a great fucking group
What a lot of balls
Phil Spector is a lot of shit
I though Phil Spector was a lot of shit
And I've heard the group
Now I know they're a lot of shit

That sure was fine
Got my Beatles shoes on and I'm just raring to go
Oh Andrew
Oh Andrew
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Listen Andrew
Phil, Sir Edward Lewis
The rolling stones
The hottest Phil Spector
Gene Pitney thank you, musical radios
Birds, Al Davis showing up, ahh, yeah
That's all
Great side man

You know that Andrew got to walk with his baby
Andrew has a talk with his baby
Now I know Andrew understood
That's what happens
When the getting gets good
Oh Andrew
Oh Andrew
Suck it Andrew
Fuck it Andrew

Sir Edward where are you
Andrew is making through
Andrew, come on Andrew shit
Oh fuck Sir Andrew, yeah