The Rolling Stones - Live With Me lyrics

I got nasty habits, 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`cha think there`s a place for you

In between the sheets?

Come on now, honey

We can build a home for three

Come on now, honey

Don`t you wanna live with me?

And there`s a score of harebrained children

They`re all locked in the nursery

They got earphone heads they got dirty necks

They`re so 20th century

Well they queue up for the bathroom

`Round about 7:35

Don`cha think we need a woman`s touch to make it come alive?

You`d look good pram pushing

Down the high street

Come on now, honey

Don`t you wanna live with me?

Whoa, 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 wild for Crazy Horse

And when she strips, the chauffeur flips

The footman`s eyes get crossed

Don`cha think there`s a place for us

Right across the street

Don`cha think there`s a place for you,

In between the sheets?