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Coughing, blues? : "gol, bret--don't me there!"
I'm gonna tell you who we are.

Well we're big rock
We got golden
And loved everywhere we go
(that like us)

We about beauty
And we sing truth
At ten million a show
(yeah, right!)

We take all kinda
That us all kinda thrills
But the we've never known
Is the that it gets ya
When you get your
On the cover of the stone

Rolling
I'm see my picture on the cover

Gonna buy copies for my mother

Gonna see my face
On the cover of the stone

I got a old lady named cocaine katie
Who embroiders on my
I got my old gray-haired daddy
my limousine.

Now it's all designed to our minds,
But our won't really be blown
Like the blow that'll
you get your picture
On the cover of the stone

Spoken: hey, I how!!!

beautiful!

We lot of little teen-aged
groupies
Who do we say
We got a genuine indian
He's us a better way

We got all the that money can buy,
So we never to be alone
And we keep richer,
But we get our picture
On the of the rolling stone

I know why we ain't on the cover, baby!
Ah we're fellas!
I kiddin' you man, we'd make a beautiful cover
I mean, I can see it right be up front,
Oh, we be smilin'....beautiful!