Lyrics > Rolling Stones – Rip This Joint

Writers: Jagger/Richards
Published: Colgems-EMI Music, Inc. ASCAP
From: Rolling Stones – Exile on Main St. (2xLP, US)
Source: Pop Catastrophe
Notes: This song was released by Pussy Galore on their cover of Exile on Main St. [RELEASE / LYRICS].

All Down The Line
Casino Boogie
I Just Want To See His Face
Let It Loose
Loving Cup
Rip This Joint
Rocks Off
Shake Your Hips
Shine A Light
Soul Survivor
Stop Breaking Down
Sweet Black Angel
Sweet Virginia
Torn And Frayed
Tumbling Dice
Turd On The Run
Ventilator Blues
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!

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 ole D.C.
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’tcha make my day
Down to New Orleans with the Dixie Dean
‘Cross 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