I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs
I know you're no scare-eyed honey
There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs
It's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
I can see you're just fifteen years old
No, I don't want your I.D.
You're so sad 'cause you're so far from home
It's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
Oh yeah, scratch my back
Oh yeah
Bet your mama never saw you scratch like that
Bet she never saw you scratch my back
You're still so scared 'cause you're so far from home
Bet you really miss your mother
And I can see you're so scared of home
It's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
And I can see your girlfriend's wilder than you
Why don't you bring her upstairs
If she's so wild then she can join in too
It's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Oh yeah, strange stray cat
Oh yeah, scratch my back
Oh yeah
Bet your mama never saw you scratch like that
Bet she never saw you scratch my back
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1989 - Reel Time Studios (acoustic session)
Mashed Potatoes
Reel Time Sessions II
iTunes [Rolling Stones]
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