Rip This Joint Letra - The Rolling Stones

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, going to save your soul

'Round and 'round and 'round we go

Roll this joint, going to get down low

Start my starter, going to stop the show

Yeah, oh yeah!

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

Dig that sound on the radio

Then slip it right across into Buffalo

Dick and Pat in ole D.C.,

Well they're going to hold some shit for me

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?

Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!

From San Jose down to Santa Fe

Kiss me quick, baby, won'tcha make my day

Down to New Orleans with the Dixie Dean

Across to Dallas, Texas with the Butter Queen

Rip this joint, gonna rip yours too

Some brand new steps and some weight to lose

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, let it rock