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Dancing With Mister D

Well, you're crazy mama

With your ball and chain

And your sawn off shutgun

Your blown out brains, yeah

You can scandalize me

Scorn my name

You can steal my money

And that don't mean a doggone thing

'Cause if you really think you can push it

I'm gonna bust your knees with a bullet, ooh

You're crazy mama, ah yeah

Well, your oldtime religion

Is just a superstition

You're gonna pay high prices

For your sacrifices, ah yeah

All your blood and thunder

Sure can't phase me none

If you're gonna keep on comin'

I'm gonna take it all head on

And if you don't believe I'm gonna do it, yeah

Just wait till you get hit by that bullet, ooh

Crazy mother, ah yeah

I'm comin' down to get you, boy, ooh

Don't think I ain't thought about it

It sure make my shackle rise

And cold blood murder

It make me wanna draw the line, yeah, ooh yeah

Well, you're crazy mother

With your ball and chain

You're plain psychotic, ooh

Plain insane

And if you don't believe I'm gonna do it, yeah

Just wait for the thud of that bullet, ooh

You're crazy mother, ah yeah

You're crazy mother, yeah

You're crazy mother, yeah

Crazy mother, yeah

The Rolling Stones

Dancing With Mister D / The Rolling Stones

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