Аккорды к песне ​The Rolling Stones — Memo from turner

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Didn`t I see you down in San Antone on a hot and dusty night? 
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You were eating eggs in Sammy`s when 
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the black man there drew his knife. 
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Or you drowned that Jew in Rampton as 
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he washed his sleevless shirt. 
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You know that Spanish speaking gentleman, 
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the one that we call Kurt. 
 
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Come now, gentleman, I know there`s some mistake 
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How forgetful I`m becoming now you 
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fixed your business straight 
 
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I remember you in Hemlock Road in nineteen fifty six 
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You were a faggy little leather boy 
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with a smaller piece of stick 
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You were a lashing smashing hunk of a man, 
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your sweat shined sweet and strong 
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Your organ`s working perfectly, but there`s a part 
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that`s not   screwed on 
 
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Weren`t you at the Coke Convention back 
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in nineteen sixty five 
 
You`re the misbred grey executive 
I`ve seen heavily advertised 
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You`re the great grey man whose daughter 
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licks policemen`s buttons clean 
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You`re the man who squats behind the man 
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who works     the soft machine 
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Come now, gentlemen, your love  is all I crave 
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You`ll still be in the circus when I`m laughing, 
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laughing in my grave 
 
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Well remember who you say you are but keep your noses clean 
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Boys will be boys and play with toys. 
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So be   strong with your beast 
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Oh Rosie dear, don`cha think it`s queer. 
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So stop me if you please 
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The baby`s dead, my lady said. 
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You gentlemen will you all   work for me 
 
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When the old men do all the fighting 
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and the young men all look on 
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And the young girls eat their mother`s 
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meat from tubes of plasticon 
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Be wary of these my gentle friends 
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of all the skin you breed 
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To have that tasty habit, 
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it`s not the hands that bleed