(Jagger/Richards)
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Ain't it funny how things happen
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Just as we think we've got it all straight
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Everything seems to be moving forward
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But instead we just sit around and wait
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Seems things are in a lockdown
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Nervous looks all around
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Everyone is speaking in whispers
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No one wants to make a sound
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I'm losing my touch, yeah
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Losing my touch
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Losing my touch baby, way too much
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Baby, get me out of here
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It should be clear
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Keep an eye on on your front door, baby
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I'll be slipping in round the back
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I just need a little, a little cab fare
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And then I'll let you hit the sack
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'Cause I'm losing my touch
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Losing my touch
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Yes I'm losing my touch way too much
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Baby, get me out of here
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It should be clear, yes
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I ain't going to keep it long, baby
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But just long, long enough
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I've got to pick up my passports
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And I've got to get my stuff
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'Cause I'm losing my touch
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Just losing my touch, baby, baby, baby
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I'm losing my touch way, way too much
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Baby, get me out of here
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Well it must be clear
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Losing my touch
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Yes I'm losing my touch
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Yes I'm losing my touch way too much
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Baby get me out of here
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Losing My Touch
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| The Rolling Stones |
