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Mick Jagger
Mick Jagger
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Jean Mcclain
Jean Mcclain
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Lynn Davis
Lynn Davis
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Jeff Pescetto
Jeff Pescetto
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Sweet Singing Cava-Leers
Sweet Singing Cava-Leers
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John Pierce
John Pierce
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Billy Preston
Billy Preston
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Curt Bisquera
Curt Bisquera
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Robin Mckidd
Robin Mckidd
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James Rippetoe
James Rippetoe
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Frank Simes
Frank Simes
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Brendan O'Brien
Brendan O'Brien
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Matt Clifford
Matt Clifford
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Benmont Tench
Benmont Tench
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Jaydee Maness
Jaydee Maness
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Lenny Castro
Lenny Castro
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Courtney Pine
Courtney Pine
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Mick Jagger
Mick Jagger
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Mick Jagger
Mick Jagger
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Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
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Andy Bradfield
Andy Bradfield
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David Bianco
David Bianco
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Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
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Steve Holroyd
Steve Holroyd
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You go squeeze in your dress, and go strap on your boots I'm gonna sharpen my nails and primp up real cute I'm gonna smoke up a storm and step into the night I'm getting ready to burn, I'm getting ready to fly I said a, hey, are you shooting to kill Hey, would I tell you a lie We'll be slamming tequilas, popping hydrogen And lose the coils and the kinks that are wrecking my life Give me a drink, don't be talking so much, you're a pain in the butt How can I think when you puke up your guts, I'll be juiced on this stuff We'll be wired all night We hit the high life We'll be wired all night We hit the high life Watch me now You blew a jelly-face Joe, Pedro the pimp I'm as hard as a brick, hope I never go limp Is the earthquake shaking, is there gonna be war Tell the National Guard to mind the grocery store I said, hey, and I don't give a hoot Hey, I need some earthly delights I'll be drowning my sorrows, banging my box 'Til the sirens start singing and I'm ready to fly Give me a drink, don't be talking so much, you're a pain in the butt How can I think when you puke up your guts, I'll be juiced on this stuff We'll be wired all night We hit the high life We'll be wired all night We hit the high life Give me a drink, don't be talking so much, you're a pain In the butt How can I think when you puke up your guts, I'll be juiced On this stuff I'll be kicked in the nuts We'll be wired all night We hit the high life We'll be wired all night We hit the high life
Writer(s): Michael Phillip Jagger Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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