Rip This Joint
by The Rolling Stones
From the album: Made in the Shade
Track 10 of 10 on Made in the Shade (1975).
Duration: 2:24
Lyrics for Rip This Joint
Mama says yes, Papa says no Make up you mind 'cause I gotta go I'm gonna raise hell at the Union Hall Drive myself right over the wall Rip this joint, gonna save your soul 'Round and 'round and 'round we go Roll this joint, gonna get down low Start my starter, gonna stop the show Oh, yeah, oh, yeah! From San Jose down to Santa Fe Kiss me quick, baby, won'tcha make my day New Orleans with the Dixie Dean Across to Dallas, Texas with the Butter Queen Rip this joint, gonna get down low Start my starter, going to stop the show Gonna roll this joint, gonna get down low 'Round and 'round and 'round we'll go Ying yang, you're my thing Oh, now, baby, won't you hear me sing Flip flop, fit to drop Come on baby, won't you let it rock? Mister President, Mister Immigration Man Let me in, sweetie, to your fair land I'm Tampa bound and Memphis too Short Fat Fanny is on the loose Rip this joint, gonna get down low Then slip it right across into Buffalo Gonna roll this joint, gonna get down low 'Round and 'round and 'round we'll go Wham, bam, Birmingham Alabama don't give a damn Little Rock fit to drop Ah, should just let it rock