Rip This Joint Chords by The Rolling Stones

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[D] _ _ _ I'm going to rip [A] hell out of you [D] all, drive [G] myself right over the [A] wall.
Let me start my [C] statement [D] so, [G] ratty, [D] ratty, ratty, [A] though.
I'm going to get drunk on the beat down [D] low, [G] strut my stuff, and [D] start the show. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ This question damn near the end of this night.
Let me just get it together real light.
Tell me where I am, still watch.
Y'all fat fatties on the [A] loose.
The deep ass sound on the radio, [D] [G] the silver rock [D] wall, the world [A] below. _ _
[D] This thing's been [G] there for [D] a hundred centuries.
Bang, bang, do my thing.
On our telephone, the hell is sang.
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[D] _ _ -rock.
You want [A] me, but you keep the [D] theme.
I'm the saxophone, the violin, the [A] flute.
Let this song go, I'm going to rip y'all [D] through.
Fatty, Stats, and Travis, [A] we're rolling.
I'm going to get that [D] _ [G] _ [D] love, though.
I'm [G] fat, fat, [D] fat, fat, don't [A] give a [D] damn.
Little Rock. _ _
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