| B | | Well we're | big rock singers, we've got golden fingers, |
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| F# | | And we're loved everywhere we | go, |
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We sing about beauty and we sing about truth, |
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| F#7 | B | | At | ten thousand dollars a | show. |
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We take all kind of pills to give us all kind of thrills, |
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| E | | But the thrill we've never | known, |
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| F# | | Is the | thrill that'll get you when you get your picture |
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| B | | On the cover of the Rolling | Stone. |
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| | | F# | | | Rolling | Stone, wanna see my picture on the cover, |
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| | | B | | | | Wanna buy five copies for my mother, |
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| | | F# | E | B | | | | Wanna see my smilin' face on the | cover of the Rolling | Stone. |
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| B | | I've got a | freaky old lady name o' Cocaine Katy |
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| F# | | Who embroiders on my | jeans. |
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I've got my poor old grey-haired Daddy, |
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| F#7 | B | | Drivin' my limou | sine. |
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Now it's all designed to blow our minds |
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| E | | But our minds won't really be | blown, |
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| F# | | Like the | blow that'll get you when you get your picture |
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| B | | On the cover of the Rolling | Stone. |
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| | | F# | | | Rolling | Stone, wanna see my picture on the cover, |
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| | | B | | | | Wanna buy five copies for my mother, |
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| | | F# | E | B | | | | Wanna see my smilin' face on the | cover of the Rolling | Stone. |
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| B | | We got a | lot of little blue-eyed, teenage groupies |
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| F# | | Who'll do anything we | say, |
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We got a genuine Indian guru, |
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| F#7 | B | | Who's | teachin' us a better | way, |
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We got all the friends that money can buy |
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| E | | So we never have to be a | lone, |
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| F# | | And we | keep gettin' richer but we can't get our picture |
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| B | | On the cover of the Rolling | Stone. |
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| | | F# | | | Rolling | Stone, wanna see my picture on the cover, |
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| | | B | | | | Wanna buy five copies for my mother, |
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| | | F# | E | B | | | | Wanna see my smilin' face on the | cover of the Rolling | Stone. |
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