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Angie

I always had Angie Under My Thumb, one day I heard her honking her car horn. What had she just done with her anger, my candy apple red vette she did Paint It Black. She was yelling back at me, You Can't Always Get What You Want. Now I will Tumblin Dice for release, my new car is a big mess. Her blue Mustang car playing The Rolling Stones, a car of Wild Horses sped off in a flash. No more Honky Tonk Women for me, guess I will go back to my old friend Ruby Tuesday.

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