Sticky Fingers - Rum Rage lyrics

It takes a beaten up animal to put em away Rushing me around and sending me astray Don't you lie to me, yes we finally Got a handle on the doors we open and shut Packing up my suitcase, cause I'm going far away I'm going to a place where the credit cards Don't decline on me, yes we finally Got a handle on the doors we open and shut [Chorus:] She took her time Took my mind But forget mine Me in my frame of mind We took our time But she took mine We're remotely secluded in this far away place Heading to a land where everything is okay Don't think suddenly that you and me Got a handle on the doors we open and shut Can you take a little time ego balance your ways Cause everything we do and put it on display Maybe you and me are a little the same So what do you think of what we've made? [Chorus]