You Am I - Live With Me lyrics
[You Am I - Live With Me lyrics]
By the Rolling Stones
I got nasty habit's, I take tea at three
Yes and the meat I eat for dinner
Must be hung up for a week
My best friend he shoots water rats
And feeds them to his geese
Don'tcha think there's a place for
You in between the sheets?
Come now, honey
We can build a place for three
Come on now honey
Don'tcha wanna live with me?
There's a score of hair-brained children
They're all locked in the nursery
They got earphone heads they got dirty necks
They're so 20th century
Well they cue up for the
Bathroom 'round about 7: 35
Don'tcha think we need a womans touch
To make it come alive?
You'd look good pram pushing
Down the high street
Come on now honey don'tcha
Wanna live with me?
Oh, the servants they're so helpful
Dear the cook she is a whore
Yes, The butler has a place for
Her behind the pantry door
The maid, she's French, she's got no sense
She's from the Crazy Horse when she strips
The chauffeur flips the footman's
Eyes be crossed
Oh, don'cha think there's a place for us
Right across the street
Don'tcha think there's a place for you
In between the sheets
I got nasty habit's, I take tea at three
Yes and the meat I eat for dinner
Must be hung up for a week
My best friend he shoots water rats
And feeds them to his geese
Don'tcha think there's a place for
You in between the sheets?
Come now, honey
We can build a place for three
Come on now honey
Don'tcha wanna live with me?
There's a score of hair-brained children
They're all locked in the nursery
They got earphone heads they got dirty necks
They're so 20th century
Well they cue up for the
Bathroom 'round about 7: 35
Don'tcha think we need a womans touch
To make it come alive?
You'd look good pram pushing
Down the high street
Come on now honey don'tcha
Wanna live with me?
Oh, the servants they're so helpful
Dear the cook she is a whore
Yes, The butler has a place for
Her behind the pantry door
The maid, she's French, she's got no sense
She's from the Crazy Horse when she strips
The chauffeur flips the footman's
Eyes be crossed
Oh, don'cha think there's a place for us
Right across the street
Don'tcha think there's a place for you
In between the sheets