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The Rolling Stones - Rock ’n’ Rolling Stones - 19th Nervous Breakdown
Rock ’n’ Rolling Stones
01. Route 66
02. The Under Assistant West Coast Promotion Man
03. Come On
04. Talkin’ About You Baby
05. Bye Bye Johnny
06. Down the Road Apiece
07. I Just Wanna Make Love to You
08. Everybody Needs Somebody to Love
09. Oh! Baby (We’ve Got a Good Thing Goin’)
10. 19th Nervous Breakdown
11. Little Queenie
12. Carol
You're the kind of person you meet at certain dismal, dull affairs
Center of a crowd, talking much too loud, running up and down the stairs
Well, it seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years
And though you've tried, you just can't hide, your eyes are edged with tears

You better stop and look around
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown

When you were a child, you were treated kind, but you were never brought up right
You were always spoiled with a thousand toys, but still you cried all night
Your mother who neglected you, owes a million dollars tax
And your father's still perfecting ways of making sealing wax

You better stop and look around
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Oh, who's to blame? That girl's just insane
Well, nothing I do don't seem to work
It only seems to make the matters worse, oh, please

You were still in school when you had that fool who really messed your mind
And after that you turned your back on treating people kind
On our first trip, I tried so hard to rearrange your mind
But after a while I realized you were disarranging mine

You better stop and look around
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown

Oh, who's to blame? That girl's just insane
Well, nothing I do don't seem to work
It only seems to make the matters worse, oh, please

When you were a child, you were treated kind, but you were never brought up right
You were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night
Your mother who neglected you, owes a million dollars tax
And your father's still perfecting ways of making sealing wax

You better stop and look around
Here it comes, here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown