The Rolling Stones — I Aint Superstitious

Meet me on the bottom Bring me my running shoes When I come out the window We ain't got time to lose Well I ain't superstitious But a black cat crossed my trail Don't brush me with my broom, Babe I just might land in jail Well my right hand itchin', Babe I get smothered by the shore Look down you engine, Babe But somebody got to go Meet me on the bottom, Babe Bring me my running shoes When I come out the window, Babe We ain't got time to lose Well I hope you are listening When I come streaking by Got a bad old man, Babe And I'm too young to die Well I ain't superstitious But a black cat crossed my trail Don't brush me with my broom, Babe I just might land in jail Dogs been barking All around my neighborhood You give a sign, Babe Ain't do nobody no good