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    Rolling Stones Fingerprint File текст песни

    Fingerprint File

    Fingerprint file, you get me down,
    You keep me running,
    Know my way around. Yes, you do, child.
    Fingerprint file, you bring me down
    Keep me running,
    You keep me on the ground,
    Know my moves,
    Way ahead of time,
    Listening to me
    On your satellite.

    Feeling followed,
    Feeling tagged,
    Crossing water,
    Trying to wipe my tracks.

    And there’s some little jerk in the FBI
    A keepin’ papers on me six feet high.
    It gets me down, it gets me down, it gets me down.

    You better watch out
    On your telephone,
    Wrong number,
    They know you ain’t home.

    And there’s some little jerk in the FBI
    A keepin’ papers on me six feet high.
    It gets me down, it gets me down, it gets me down.

    Who’s the man on the corner; that corner over there.
    I don’t know. Well, you better lay low. Watch out.

    Keep on the look out
    Electric eyes;
    Rats on the sell out
    Who gonna testify.
    You know my habits
    Way a head of time
    Listening to me
    On your satellite.

    And there’s some little jerk in the FBI
    A keepin’ papers on me six feet high.
    It gets me down, it gets me down, it gets me down
    It gets me down.

    Hello, baby, mm — mm.
    Ah, yeah, you know we ain’t, we ain’t talkin’ alone.
    Who’s listening? But I don’t really know.
    But you better tell the SIS to keep out of sight,
    ‘Cause I know they takin’ pictures on the ultraviolet light.
    Yes, uh huh, yeah, but these days it’s all secrecy; no privacy.
    Shoot first, that’ s right… you know.
    Bye bye. Who’s listening?
    Right now somebody is listening to you,
    Keeping their eyes peeled on you.
    Mmm, mmm, what a price, what a price to pay.
    All right. Good night, sleep tight.



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