The Rolling Stones - I Ain't Superstitious lyrics

[The Rolling Stones - I Ain't Superstitious lyrics]

Meet me on the bottom
Bring me my running shoes
When I come out the window
We ain't got time to lose

Well I ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
Don't brush me with my broom, Babe
I just might land in jail

Well my right hand itchin', Babe
I get smothered by the shore
Look down you engine, Babe
But somebody got to go

Meet me on the bottom, Babe
Bring me my running shoes
When I come out the window, Babe
We ain't got time to lose

Well I hope you are listening


When I come streaking by
Got a bad old man, Babe
And I'm too young to die

Well I ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
Don't brush me with my broom, Babe
I just might land in jail

Dogs been barking all around my neighborhood
You give a sign, Babe
Ain't do nobody no good

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