The Rolling Stones
"Rip This Joint" lyrics

Rip This Joint

Mama says yes
Papa says no
Make up you mind
Cause I gotta go
I'm gonna raise hell
At the Union Hall
Drive myself
Right over the wall

Rip this joint
Gonna save your soul
Round and round
And round we go
Roll this joint
Gonna get down low
Start my starter
Gonna stop the show
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

Mister President
Mister Immigration Man
Let me in, sweetie
To your fair land
I'm Tampa bound
And Memphis too
Short Fat Fanny
Is on the loose

Dig that sound
On the radio
Then slip it right across
Into Buffalo
Dick and Pat
In old DC
Well, they're gonna hold
Some shit for me

Ying yang
You're my thing
Oh, now, baby
Won't you hear me sing
Flip flop
Fit to drop
Come on baby
Won't you let it rock?

Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

From San Jose
Down to Santa Fe
Kiss me quick, baby
Won't you make my day
Down to New Orleans
With the Dixie Dean
Across to Dallas, Texas
With the Butter Queen

Rip this joint
Gonna rip yours too
Some brand new steps
And some weight to lose
Gonna roll this joint
Gonna get down low
Round and round
And round we'll go

Wham, Bham
Birmingham
Alabam don't give a damn
Little Rock
Fit to drop
Ah, let it rock