Turd On The Run - The Rolling Stones

Grabbed hold of your coat tail but it come off in my hand

I reached for your lapel but it weren’t sewn on so grand

Begged, promised anything if only you would stay

Well, I lost a lot of love over you

Fell down to my knees and I hung onto your pants

But you just kept on running while they ripped off in my hands

Diamond rings, Vaseline, you give me disease

Well, I lost a lot of love over you

I boogied in the ballroom, I boogied in the dark

Tie you hands, tie you feet, throw you to the sharks

Make you sweat, make you scream, make you wish you’d never been

I lost a lot of love over you