Sticky Fingers

Let It All Out


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I'ma let it all out, I don't even care now
Let her walk away
If you wanna blindly walk along beside me
I got a place to stay

It's not a matter of dress
It's just a matter of time
'Cause all the girls in the world
You know they wanna be mine

Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

And I put it in my hair
Show 'em that a dog don't care

I'ma let it all out, I don't even care now
Let her walk away
If you wanna try me, walking in the party
I got a trick to trade

I've been waiting on a friend, I could never understand
Trying to keep my swollen head out of the sand
The driest desert in the land couldn't stop these dusty hands
I'ma reach them waters through my master plan

And I put it in my hair
Show 'em that a dog don't care
It's fine and it's only fair
Drunk in my souped up bed

I'ma let it all out, I don't even care now
Let her walk away
If you wanna find me, I'll be waiting shyly
In the summer shade


Autor(es): Daniel Neurath, Dylan Frost, Eric Gruener, Patrick Cornwall, Seamus Coyle