The Rolling Stones - Hang Fire Lyrics
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Hang Fire
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What Are The Lyrics For Hang Fire By The Rolling Stones?
In the sweet old country where I come from
Nobody ever works Yeah nothing gets done We hang fire, we hang fire You know marrying money is a full time job I don't need the aggravation I'm a lazy slob I hang fire, I hang fire Hang fire, put it on the wire baby Hang fire, hang fire put it on the wire baby, go ahead Hang fire We've got nothing to eat We got nowhere to work Nothing to drink We just lost our shirts I'm on the dole We ain't for hire Say what the hell Say what the hell, hang fire Hang fire, hang fire, hang fire, put it on the wire, baby Hang fire, hang fire, hang fire, hang fire Hang fire, hang fire, put it on the wire, baby Doo doo doo Doo doo doo Doo doo doo Doo doo Doo doo doo Doo doo doo Doo doo doo Doo doo, hang fire, hang fire, hang fire Doo doo doo Doo doo doo Doo doo doo, hang fire, hang fire, put it on the wire, baby Doo doo Doo doo doo Doo doo doo Doo doo doo Doo doo Yeah ten thousand dollars, go have some fun Put it all on at a hundred to one Hang fire, hang fire, hang fire, put it on the wire, baby Doo doo Doo doo, hang fire, hang fire put it on the wire Hang fire, hang fire, hang fire, hang fire Put it on the wire, baby Put it on the wire |
Who Wrote Hang Fire By The Rolling Stones?
Keith Richards, Mick Jagger
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What's The Duration Of The Hang Fire By The Rolling Stones?The duration of Hang Fire is 2:40 minutes and seconds. |
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