| Song | Live With Me |
| Artist | The Rolling Stones |
| Album | No Security [LIVE] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:M.Jagger/K.Richards Music:M.Jagger/K.Richards | |
| 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? |
| Lyrics: M. Jagger K. Richards Music: M. Jagger K. Richards | |
| 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? |
| Lyrics: M. Jagger K. Richards Music: M. Jagger K. Richards | |
| 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? |