The Rolling Stones - Fingerprint File lyrics
[The Rolling Stones - Fingerprint File lyrics]
Oh yeah, hah mmm
Fingerprint file, you get me down
You keep me running, know my way around
(Yes, you do, child)
Fingerprint file, you bring me down
Keep me running, you keep me on the ground
Know my moves way ahead of time
Listening to me on your satellite uh yeah
Feeling followed, feeling tagged
Crossing water, trying to wipe my tracks
And there's some little jerk in the FBI
A-keeping papers on me six feet high
It gets me down it gets me down
It gets me down
You better watch out on your telephone
Wrong number, they know you ain’t home
And there's some little jerk in the FBI
Keeping papers on me six feet high
It gets me down it gets me down
It gets me down shh!
Who's the man on the corner?
That, that corner over there i don't know
Well, you better lay low watch out
Ah yeah, mm mmm mmm
Keep on the lookout, electric eyes
Rats on the sell-out who going to testify
You know my habit's way ahead of time
Listening to me on your satellite
And there's some little jerk in the FBI
A-keeping papers on me six feet high
It gets me down it gets me down
It gets me down it gets me down
Hello, baby, mm hmm
Ah, yeah, you know we ain’t
We ain’t talking alone
Who's listening? I don't really know
But you better tell the SIS
To keep out of sight
Because I know they taking pictures
On the ultraviolet light yes, uh huh, yeah
But these days it's all secrecy - no privacy
Shoot first, that's right, you know bye bye
Ooo who's listening?
Right now somebody is listening to you
Keeping their eyes peeled on you
Mmm, mmm, what a price, what a price to pay
Ow all right
Good night, sleep tight ow
Fingerprint file, you get me down
You keep me running, know my way around
(Yes, you do, child)
Fingerprint file, you bring me down
Keep me running, you keep me on the ground
Know my moves way ahead of time
Listening to me on your satellite uh yeah
Feeling followed, feeling tagged
Crossing water, trying to wipe my tracks
And there's some little jerk in the FBI
A-keeping papers on me six feet high
It gets me down it gets me down
It gets me down
You better watch out on your telephone
Wrong number, they know you ain’t home
And there's some little jerk in the FBI
Keeping papers on me six feet high
It gets me down it gets me down
It gets me down shh!
Who's the man on the corner?
That, that corner over there i don't know
Well, you better lay low watch out
Ah yeah, mm mmm mmm
Keep on the lookout, electric eyes
Rats on the sell-out who going to testify
You know my habit's way ahead of time
Listening to me on your satellite
And there's some little jerk in the FBI
A-keeping papers on me six feet high
It gets me down it gets me down
It gets me down it gets me down
Hello, baby, mm hmm
Ah, yeah, you know we ain’t
We ain’t talking alone
Who's listening? I don't really know
But you better tell the SIS
To keep out of sight
Because I know they taking pictures
On the ultraviolet light yes, uh huh, yeah
But these days it's all secrecy - no privacy
Shoot first, that's right, you know bye bye
Ooo who's listening?
Right now somebody is listening to you
Keeping their eyes peeled on you
Mmm, mmm, what a price, what a price to pay
Ow all right
Good night, sleep tight ow