Jig'Saw Puzzle The Rolling Stones
[B]There's a tramp sittin' on my do[A]orstep
[F#]Tryin to waste his t[E]ime
[B]with his mentholated s[A]andwich
[F#]He's a walking clothes l[E]ine
[B]And here comes the bishops d[A]aughter
[F#]On the other s[E]ide
[B]She looks a triffle jeo[A]lous
[F#]She's been an outcast all her [E]life
Me, I'm waiting so[F#] patiently
[A]Lying on the fl[B]oor
I'm just trying to do my j[A]ig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anym[B]ore
Oh the gangster looks so frightning
with his luger in his hand
when he gets home to his children
he's a family man
but when it comes to the nitty-gritty
he can shove in his knife
Yes he really looks quite religious
He's been an outlaw all his life
(chorus)
Oh the singer, he looks angry
At being thrown to the lions
And the bass player, he looks nervous
About the girls outside
And the drummer, he was shattered
Trying to keep up time
And the guitar players look damaged
They've been outcasts all thier lives
(chorus)
And as twenty thousand grandma's
Waving thier hankies in the air
All burning up their pensions
And shouting, "It's not fair!"
There's a regiment of soldiers
Standing looking on
And the queen is bravely shouting,
"What the Hell is going on?"
With a blood-curdling "tally-ho"
She charged into the ranks
And blessed all those grandma's who
With their dying breaths screamed, "Thanks!"
Me, I'm waiting so patiently
With my woman on the floor
We're just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
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