The Rolling Stones – Doncha Bother Me

I said, “Oh no, doncha follow me no more.”

I said, “Oh no, doncha follow me no more.”

Well I’m looking for my face

And I got no place to go

I said, “Oh no, doncha follow me no more.”

I said, “Oh no, doncha follow me no more.”

Well, pick your own mind

And don’t you touch mine no more

Still waiting here for a single idea

In your clothes and your hair

I wore it last year

Oh no, doncha follow me no more

I said, “Oh no, doncha copy me no more.”

I said, “Oh no, doncha copy me no more.”

Well, the lines around my eyes

are protected by a copyright law

Well, all the clubs and the bars

And the little red cars

Not knowing why, but trying to get high

Oh no, doncha follow me no more

Doncha follow