(Jagger/Richards)A smile on your faceBut not in your eyesYou're looking through meYou don't feel it insideGet out and ride on, baby, ride on, babyRide on, baby, ride on, babyI could pick your face out in an FBI fileYou may look pretty but I can't say the same for your mindYou walk up to meAnd try to look shyThe red round your eyesSays that you ain't a childGet out and ride on, baby, ride on, babyRide on, baby, ride on, babyWell I've seen your face in a trashy magazineYou know where you're going but I don't like the placesyou've beenGet out and ride on, baby, ride on, babyRide on, baby, ride on, babyI can pick your face out from the front or behindYou may look pretty but I can't say the same for your mindLaugh it a bitGive it a tryIf I'm not impressedYou can still cryGet out and ride on, baby, ride on, babyRide on, baby, ride on, babyBy the time your thirty gonna look sixty-fiveYou won't look pretty and your friends will have kissed yougoodbyeRide on, babyRide on, baby...
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A smile on your face
But not in your eyes
You're looking through me
You don't feel it inside
Get out and ride on, baby, ride on, baby
Ride on, baby, ride on, baby
I could pick your face out in an FBI file
You may look pretty but I can't say the same for your mind
You walk up to me
And try to look shy
The red round your eyes
Says that you ain't a child
Get out and ride on, baby, ride on, baby
Ride on, baby, ride on, baby
Well I've seen your face in a trashy magazine
You know where you're going but I don't like the places
you've been
Get out and ride on, baby, ride on, baby
Ride on, baby, ride on, baby
I can pick your face out from the front or behind
You may look pretty but I can't say the same for your mind
Laugh it a bit
Give it a try
If I'm not impressed
You can still cry
Get out and ride on, baby, ride on, baby
Ride on, baby, ride on, baby
By the time your thirty gonna look sixty-five
You won't look pretty and your friends will have kissed you
goodbye
Ride on, baby
Ride on, baby...
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