Yes now Andrew Oldham sittin' on a hill with Jack and Jill (Jack and Jill)
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Fucked all night and sucked all night and taste that pussy till it taste just right
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Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yes Andrew)
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Oh suck it Andrew (go on Andrew), fuck it Andrew (go on Andrew)
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Oh Andrew Oldham (yeah) A guy who really know his way around
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(down down down down)
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Well I said I wouldn't lay you baby, till the day that we would wed
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But every time I kiss you, you know, I forget just what I said
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Well well I let you keep it tonight if you hold me, hold it real tight
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Oh oo Andrew (oh Andrew) oh oh Andrew (yes Andrew)
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Come and get it little Andrew, before Sir Edward takes it away from you,
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Come on get her cunt Sir Edward, come on now
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Huh huh play the blues everybody, play the blues
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Huh fuckin'! The Rolling Stones are a great fuckin' group
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What a lot of balls, Phil Spector is a lot of shit
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I though Phil Spector was a lot of shit
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And I've heard the group, now I know their a lot of shit
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That sure was fine (yeah baby)
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Got my Beatles shoes on and I'm just raring to go
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Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yeah)
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Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah,
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Listen Andrew, Phil, Sir Edward Lewis, the Rolling Stones, the hottest
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Phil Spector, Gene Pitney (thank you), musical radios
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Birds, Al Davis showing up, ahh, yeah
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(Great time man) That's all (great side man)
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You know that Andrew got to walk with his baby,
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Andrew has a talk with his baby
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Now I know Andrew understood
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That's what happen when the gettin' gets good
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Oh Andrew (ba ba) oh Andrew (ba ba)
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Suck it Andrew (ba ba) fuck it Andrew (ba ba)
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Sir Edward where are you, Andrew is makin through
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Andrew, come on Andrew shit
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Oh fuck Sir Andrew, yeah!
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Andrew's Blues (AKA Song For Andrew)
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| The Rolling Stones |
