(Jagger/Richards)
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You're the kind of person you meet at certain dismal, dull affairs
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Center of a crowd, talking much too loud, running up and down the stairs
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Well, it seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years
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And though you've tried you just can't hide your eyes are edged with tears
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You better stop, look around
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Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes
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Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown
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When you were a child you were a treated kind
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Byt you were never brought up right
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You were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night
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Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax
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And your father's still perfecting ways of making ceiling wax
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You better stop, look around
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Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes
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Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown
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Oh, who's to blame, that girl's just insane
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Well, nothing I do don't seem to work
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It only seems to make the matters worse. Oh, please
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You were still in school when you had that fool who really messed your mind
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And after that you turned your back on treating people kind
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On our first trip I tried so hard to rearrange your mind
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But after awhile I realized you were disarranging mine
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You better stop, look around
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Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes
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Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown
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Oh, who's to blame, that girl's just insane
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Well, nothing I do don't seem to work
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It only seems to make the matters worse. Oh, please
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When you were a child you were treated kind
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But you were never brought up right
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You were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night
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Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax
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And you father's still perfecting ways of making sealing wax
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You better stop, look around
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Here it comes, here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown
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19th Nervous Breakdown
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The Rolling Stones |