I'm Going Down

Hey babe, what more can you tell?
The good Lord, ring your front doorbell
Though our love go down, don't cry
Thought I saw a man, yes, I fell in the ground

Here we go down now

Here we go down
There's nothing but the powers that be
I know you're fine, I know you're right
I know I, 'cause you're going down
Oh, you're going down

Oh babe, what's your fairy tale?
The good Lord's gonna ring your front doorbell
Ah, shake your face, lose your place
Shoot your mother-in-law, yeah
I think I saw her goin' down to Paraiso Mexico

Here we go down now

Yeah, when you're down
There's just nothing but the powers that be
I know, oh my, I know you're right
I know you're going down, you're going down
You're going down, huh, huh, yes sir
Yes sir, you're going down

All right it's war, fight your love
Shoot your mother-in-law
You got a center floor
Lay your hips to the left
Keep your problems at your arm's length
Spit on the ground, never look around
Keep on movin' on up, to be pushed around
Yeah, everybody slow down



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Richards, Michael Phillip Jagger, Mick Taylor
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link