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  • Ha, ha, ha, I don't believe it
    Da, da, ah, ooh, don't touch me
    Hey, Ray!
    Hey, Sugar!
    Tell 'em who we are
    Well, we're big rock singers
    We've got golden fingers
    And we're loved everywhere we go (That sounds like us)
    We sing about beauty
    And we sing about truth
    For ten thousand dollars a show (Right!)
    We take all kind of pills
    That give us all kind of thrills
    But the thrill we've never known
    Is the thrill that'll get ya
    When you get your picture
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    (Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover
    (Stone) Wanna buy five copies for my mother (Yeah!)
    (Stone) Wanna see my smilin' face
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone (That's a very, very, good idea!)
    I got a freaky ol' lady name o' ******* Katy
    Who embroiders on my jeans
    I got my poor old gray-haired daddy
    Drivin' my limousine
    Now, it's all designed to blow our minds
    But our minds won't really be blown
    Like the blow that'll get ya when you get your picture
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    (Rolling Stone) Wanna see our pictures on the cover
    (Stone) Wanna buy five copies for our mothers (yeah)
    (Stone) Wanna see my smilin' face
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    (Hey, I know how, rock and roll!!)
    (Ah, that's beautiful)
    We got a lot of little teenage blue-eyed groupies
    Who do anything we say
    We got a genuine Indian guru
    Who's teaching us a better way
    We got all the friends that money can buy
    So we never have to be alone
    And we keep getting richer but we can't get our picture
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    (Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover
    (Stone) Wanna buy five copies for my mother (I want one!)
    (Stone) Wanna see my smilin' face
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    Wanna see my picture on the cover
    (Man, I don't know why we ain't on the cover, Baby)
    (We're beautiful people)
    Wanna buy five copies for my mother
    (I ain't kiddin', why, we would make a beautiful cover
    (Fresh shot, right up front, man)
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    (I can see it now, we'll be up on the front)
    (Smilin', man ...... ahh, beautiful!)
  • Ha, ha, ha, I don't believe it
    Da, da, ah, ooh, don't touch me
    Hey, Ray!
    Hey, Sugar!
    Tell 'em who we are
    Well, we're big rock singers
    We've got golden fingers
    And we're loved everywhere we go (That sounds like us)
    We sing about beauty
    And we sing about truth
    For ten thousand dollars a show (Right!)
    We take all kind of pills
    That give us all kind of thrills
    But the thrill we've never known
    Is the thrill that'll get ya
    When you get your picture
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    (Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover
    (Stone) Wanna buy five copies for my mother (Yeah!)
    (Stone) Wanna see my smilin' face
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone (That's a very, very, good idea!)
    I got a freaky ol' lady name o' ******* Katy
    Who embroiders on my jeans
    I got my poor old gray-haired daddy
    Drivin' my limousine
    Now, it's all designed to blow our minds
    But our minds won't really be blown
    Like the blow that'll get ya when you get your picture
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    (Rolling Stone) Wanna see our pictures on the cover
    (Stone) Wanna buy five copies for our mothers (yeah)
    (Stone) Wanna see my smilin' face
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    (Hey, I know how, rock and roll!!)
    (Ah, that's beautiful)
    We got a lot of little teenage blue-eyed groupies
    Who do anything we say
    We got a genuine Indian guru
    Who's teaching us a better way
    We got all the friends that money can buy
    So we never have to be alone
    And we keep getting richer but we can't get our picture
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    (Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover
    (Stone) Wanna buy five copies for my mother (I want one!)
    (Stone) Wanna see my smilin' face
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    Wanna see my picture on the cover
    (Man, I don't know why we ain't on the cover, Baby)
    (We're beautiful people)
    Wanna buy five copies for my mother
    (I ain't kiddin', why, we would make a beautiful cover
    (Fresh shot, right up front, man)
    On the cover of the Rolling Stone
    (I can see it now, we'll be up on the front)
    (Smilin', man ...... ahh, beautiful!)