Texty: Rolling Stones. Gotta Get Away.

Baby, the truth is out, so don't deny
Baby, to think I believed all your lies
Darlin?, I can't stand to see your face

It's the truth, you understand
I got to get away, got to get away
Gotta, gotta, gotta get away
Got to get away

Baby, I don't want to live here no more
Baby, though I tore your pictures off my walls
Darlin', this old room is fallin' in on me

You understand the truth now
I got to get away, got to get away
Gotta, gotta, gotta get away
Got to get away

Baby, oh how could you take away your clothes?
Baby, don't screw up this old heart of gold
Darlin', this will rule my social flare

You understand me now
I got to get away, got to get away
Gotta, gotta, gotta get away
Got to get away