Rolling Stones - Jigsaw Puzzle

B A
there’s a tramp sittin’ on my doorstep
F# E
tryin to waste his time
B A
with his mentholated sandwich
F# E
he’s a walking clothes line
B A
and here comes the bishops daughter
F# E
on the other side
B A
she looks a triffle jeolous
F# E
she’s been an outcast all her life

F#
me , i’m waiting so patiently
A B
lying on the floor
A
i’m just trying to do my jig – saw puzzle
B
before it rains anymore

oh the gangster looks so frightning
with his luger in his hand
when he gets home to his children
he’s a family man
but when it comes to the nitty – gritty
he can shove in his knife
yes he really looks quite religious
he’s been an outlaw all his life

( chorus )

oh the singer , he looks angry
at being thrown to the lions
and the bass player , he looks nervous
about the girls outside
and the drummer , he was shattered
trying to keep up time
and the guitar players look damaged
they’ve been outcasts all thier lives

( chorus )

and as twenty thousand grandma’s
waving thier hankies in the air
all burning up their pensions
and shouting , “it’s not fair!”
there’s a regiment of soldiers
standing looking on
and the queen is bravely shouting ,
“what the hell is going on?”

with a blood – curdling “tally – ho”
she charged into the ranks
and blessed all those grandma’s who
with their dying breaths screamed , “thanks!”

me , i’m waiting so patiently
with my woman on the floor
we’re just trying to do this jig – saw puzzle
before it rains anymore