Lips

How I became a Rolling Stones fan

by McCutcheon
I knew the songs on the radio
The popular hits
Heard so many times they lose meaning

Then one night
I had a warm burning uneasy feeling
Coursing through my body

My friend's older sister
Played 19th Nervous Breakdown
On a portable recorder

As I was crying
The sister gave me a valium
And I understood Mothers Little Helper

It was a few months later
At a summer party
I got into Brown Sugar and Bitch
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