Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Rolling Stones
Performer
Nicky Hopkins
Vibraphone
Mick Jagger
Vocals
Keith Richards
Guitar
Charlie Watts
Drums
Bobby Keys
Saxophone
Jim Price
Vibraphone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mick Jagger
Composer
Keith Richards
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jimmy Miller
Producer
Don Was
Producer
The Glimmer Twins
Co-Producer
Andy Johns
Engineer
Glyn Johns
Engineer
Joe Zaganno
Engineer
Bob Clearmountain
Mixing Engineer
Krish Sharma
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
You think you've got me in your chains
Control me with your devious pain
You think your love is so divine
You pour it out like it was heaven-scented wine
You think your love is all I crave
Well, I've got better things to do than be your slave
When you first asked me, I heard those violins
You quickly pulled the pin, you had no hesitation
There is a rose that bears your name
The bloom's short-lived, it's such a shame
You think your love is so divine
You think I'll drink it like it's heaven-scented wine
You think your love is all I crave
You say I'll worship you 'til I'm in my grave
So when love passed the ball, you play winner takes it all
Act like it's a carnival, some mad configuration
I'm like a two-way street, you live to lie and cheat
I'm voting with my feet, who needs this aggravation?
I'm headed for the door, never see you anymore
I'll be on some distant shore, way out of circulation
No tears will pass my eye, no memory will make me cry
So long, adios, goodbye, I'm off your reservation
Ah, yeah!
You think your love is so divine
Think you're the saviour of mankind
You say your love is like the potion number nine
You say your love is all I crave, and I'm the dog that's had its day
So sad to rain on your parade
But I've got better things to do than be your slave
Writer(s): Michael (mick) Jagger, Keith (gb) Richards
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