His Angie Baby
"Angie" likes to brag, telling us all,
“I’ve got my guy Under my Thumb.”
The Rolling Stones might call her a “Honky Tonk Woman,”
but you sure can’t say she is dumb.
Her man is a wealthy gambler.
He gets a thrill watching ”Tumblin’ Dice.”
"You Can’t Always Get What You Want,"
but his Angie baby gets everything nice.
"Wild Horses” can’t keep that man of hers
from giving her the most expensive things.
He brings her flowers and chocolates
and buys her big, fancy, high-priced rings.
He loves his convertible that’s hot red, but
if she said to "Paint It Black", he’d do it anyway.
Yesterday I heard her casually tell him,
“Honey, don’t forget. I need my new 'Ruby Tuesday'.”
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