Album Cover Rum Rage

Rum Rage

Sticky Fingers

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It takes a beaten up animal to put ′em all away

Rushing me around andd a-sending me astray

Don't you lie to me, yes we finallyGot a handle on the doors we open and shut

Packing up my suitcase, ′cause I'm going far away

I'm going to a place where the credit cards

Don′t decline on me, yes we finally

Got a handle on the doors we open and shut

She took her time

Took my mind

But forget mine

Me, in my frame of mind

We took our time

But she took mine

We′re remotely secluded in this far away place

Heading to a land where everything is okay

Don't think suddenly that you and me

Got a handle on the doors that we open and close

Can you take a little time, ego balance your ways?

′Cause everything we do and put it on display

Maybe you and me are a little the same

So what do you think of what we've made?

She took her time

Took my mind

But forget mine

Me, in my frame of mind

We took our time

But she took mine