Lyrics The Rolling Stones

The Rolling Stones

All About You

Well if you call this a life

Why must I spend it with you?

If the show must go on

Let it go on without you

So sick and tired hanging around

with jerks like you

Who'll tell me those lies

And let me think they're true?

What am I to do

You want it, I got it too

Though the LAUGHS MAY BE CHEAP

That's just cause the joke's about you

I'm so sick and tired hanging around

with dogs like you

You're the first to get LAID,

always the last bitch to get paid

Oh, tell me those lies

Let me think they're true

I heard one or two

They weren't about me,

They weren't about her

They were all about you

I may miss you

But missing me just isn't you

I'm so sick and tired hanging around

With dogs like you

Tell me those lies

Let me think they're true

I heard one or two,

They weren't about me,

They weren't about her

They're all about you

I'm so sick and tired

What should I do

You want it, you get it...

So how come I'm still in love with you?