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(Sung to Angie - The Rolling Stones)
Angina, Angina, the doc said no more smoking fags!
Angina, Angina, because MI's are such a drag!
My blood no longer flows, so to a surgeon I will go
Satisfaction is implied!
But Angina, Angina, at least I caught the warning signs!
Angina, you're merciless, but I am far from ready to die!
Angina, I'm wary of you, but unlike Keith I look alive!
Yeah I cut this kind of close; my death would make many morose
Mr. D whispered in my ear:
Angina, Angina, pending demise still seems so queer!
Oh, Angina, you cause me grief; but as long as I can sleep
I know I won't be Out Of Time!
But Angina, Angina, Emotional Rescue is sublime?
With no Shelter left to Give and like Brown Sugar through a sieve
A 19th Breakdown is implied!
But Angina, I still feel you, baby
Everywhere I look I'm seeing charts
There is no life that is close to this
But my chest it kind of smarts!
But Angina, Angina, with some luck I'll stay alive!
Angina, Angina, I'll make more music 'fore I die!
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