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The Very Best of the Rolling Stones 1964-1971
01. Time Is on My Side
02. (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction
03. Get Off of My Cloud
04. 19th Nervous Breakdown
05. Mother's Little Helper
06. Paint It, Black
07. Under My Thumb
08. Ruby Tuesday
09. She's a Rainbow
10. Jumpin' Jack Flash
11. Sympathy for the Devil
12. Gimme Shelter
13. You Can't Always Get What You Want
14. Honky Tonk Women
15. Brown Sugar
16. Wild Horses
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