The Sex Pistols - (I'm Not You're) Stepping Stone Lyrics
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(I'm Not You're) Stepping Stone
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What Are The Lyrics For (I'm Not You're) Stepping Stone By The Sex Pistols?
I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone,
I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone. You're trying to make your mark in society, You're using all the tricks that you used on me, You're reading all them high-fashion magazines, The clothes you're wearing, girl, they're causing public scenes. I said, I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone, I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone. (No!) Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, When I first met you, girl, you didn't have no shoes, But, now you're walking around like you're front page news, You've been awful careful 'bout the friends you choose, But, you won't find my name in your book of "Who's Who". I said, I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone, (No, girl, not me!) I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone. (No!) Not your steppin' stone, I'm not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, No, girl, I'm not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, |
Who Wrote (I'm Not You're) Stepping Stone By The Sex Pistols?
Tommy Boyce, Bobby Hart
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What's The Duration Of The (I'm Not You're) Stepping Stone By The Sex Pistols?The duration of (I'm Not You're) Stepping Stone is 2:51 minutes and seconds. |
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