I'm Being Followed by the Rolling Stones Lyrics

I have something to tell you.
I'm being followed by the Rolling Stones.
They followed me here and they'll follow me home.
They turn up at nightclubs and parties and bars
Trying to make me drink beer and talk about art.
They camp in my garden
They won't let me rest they ring my phone
They're completely obsessed.
I'm being followed by the Rolling Stones.
And that skinny one, thingamy, you know his name,

The one with the big lips, well he's mainly to blame
For he comes round in girls' clothes when I'm all alone
Then looks through his fringe and says,
'Oi, is Charlie at home'
I'm being followed by the Rolling Stones.
I can't go anywhere unmolested.
I can't fright back they'd have me arrested.
I feel like a lunatic no-one believes me.
It doesn't make sense and lest no-one can see
The shadow they have cast on my innocent life.
Oh they think is so funny and so do their wives.
And that Texan, oh yes, she's the head of the bunch,
Making personal comments while I'm eating lunch.
Criticizing just because I don't know
How to order in French
Couchez avec moi ce soir
I don't know what that is
Or what it tastes like.
They think it's a laugh and they think it's a joke,
But they're driving me close to the end of a rope!
I'm being followed by the Rolling Stones