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Cover of the rolling stones by Dr. Hook
Oh we re big rock singers, we got golden fingers,
and we re loved everywhere we go.
We sing about beauty and we sing about truth,
at ten tousand dollars a show.
We take all kinda pills to give us all kinda thrills,
but the thrill we ve never known,
is the thrill that ll getcha when you get your picture
on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
CHORUS:
(Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover.
(Stone) Wanna buy five copies for my mother.
(Stone) Wanna see my smilin face, on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
I got a freaky old lady named Cocaine Katy
who embroiders all my jeans.
I got my poor old gray-haired daddy, drivin my limosine.
It s all designed, to blow our minds,
but our minds won t really get blown,
Like the blow that ll getcha when you get your picture,
on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
(Chorus)
(Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover.
(Stone) Wanna buy five copies for my mother.
(Stone) Wanna see my smilin face, on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
We gotta lotta little teenaged blue-eyed groupies,
who ll do anything we say.
We got a genuine Indian guru, he s teachin us a better way.
We got all the friends, that money can buy,
so we never have to be alone.
And we keep gettin richer, but we can t get our picture,
on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
(Chorus)2x
(Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover.
(Stone) Wanna buy five copies for my mother.
(Stone) Wanna see my smilin face, on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
I Think it sounds good. Took quite long to figure out how to play it. Please leave a comment!!
Cover of the rolling stones by Dr. Hook
Oh we re big rock singers, we got golden fingers,
and we re loved everywhere we go.
We sing about beauty and we sing about truth,
at ten tousand dollars a show.
We take all kinda pills to give us all kinda thrills,
but the thrill we ve never known,
is the thrill that ll getcha when you get your picture
on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
CHORUS:
(Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover.
(Stone) Wanna buy five copies for my mother.
(Stone) Wanna see my smilin face, on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
I got a freaky old lady named Cocaine Katy
who embroiders all my jeans.
I got my poor old gray-haired daddy, drivin my limosine.
It s all designed, to blow our minds,
but our minds won t really get blown,
Like the blow that ll getcha when you get your picture,
on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
(Chorus)
(Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover.
(Stone) Wanna buy five copies for my mother.
(Stone) Wanna see my smilin face, on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
We gotta lotta little teenaged blue-eyed groupies,
who ll do anything we say.
We got a genuine Indian guru, he s teachin us a better way.
We got all the friends, that money can buy,
so we never have to be alone.
And we keep gettin richer, but we can t get our picture,
on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
(Chorus)2x
(Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover.
(Stone) Wanna buy five copies for my mother.
(Stone) Wanna see my smilin face, on the cover of the Rolling Stone.