(m. jagger/k. richards)

Whos that woman on your arm all dressed up to do you harm

And Im hip to what shell do, give her just about a month or two.
Bit off more than I can chew and I knew what it was leading to,
Some things, well, I cant refuse,

One of them, one of them the bedroom blues.
She delivers right on time, I cant resist a corny line,
But take the shine right off you shoes,

Carryin, carryin the bedroom blues.
Oo...


In the bar youre getting drunk, I aint in love, I aint in luck.
Hide the switch and shut the light, let it all come down tonight.
Maybe your friends think Im just a stranger,

Some face youll never see no more.

Let it all come down tonight.

Keep those tears hid out of sight, let it loose, let it all come down.