All About You

The Rolling Stones

Well if you call this a life 
Why must I spend it with you? 
If the show must go on 
Let it go on without you 
So sick and tired hanging around 
with jerks like you 

Who'll tell me those lies 
And let me think they're true? 
What am I to do 
You want it, I got it too 

Though the LAUGHS MAY BE CHEAP
That's just cause the joke's about you 
I'm so sick and tired hanging around 
with dogs like you 
You're the first to get LAID, 
always the last bitch to get paid 

Oh, tell me those lies 
Let me think they're true 
I heard one or two 
They weren't about me, 
They weren't about her 
They were all about you 

I may miss you 
But missing me just isn't you 
I'm so sick and tired hanging around 
With dogs like you 

Tell me those lies 
Let me think they're true 
I heard one or two, 
They weren't about me, 
They weren't about her 
They're all about you 
I'm so sick and tired 
What should I do 
You want it, you get it... 
So how come I'm still in love with you?