“Beast Of Burden”, The Rolling Stones. Not much needs to be said.

Same old magic. The riff, the lyric, the feel…all I want…

“I’ll never be your beast of burden

My back is broad, but it’s a-hurting

All I want, for you to make love to me

I’ll never be your beast of burden

I’ve walked for miles, my feet are hurting

All I want is for you to make love to me

Am I hard enough?

Am I rough enough?

Am I rich enough?

I’m not too blind to see

I’ll never be your beast of burden

So let’s go home and draw the curtains

Music on the radio

Come on, baby, make sweet love to me

Am I hard enough?

Am I rough enough?

Am I rich enough?

I’m not too blind to see

Oh, little sister

Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girls

You’re a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girl

Pretty, pretty, such a pretty, pretty, pretty girl

Come on, baby, please, please, please

I’ll tell you, you can put me out on the street

Put me out with no shoes on my feet

But put me out, put me out

Put me out of misery, yeah

All your sickness, I can suck it up

Throw it all at me, I can shrug it off

There’s one thing, baby, I don’t understand

You keep on telling me I ain’t your kind of man

Ain’t I rough enough? Ooh, honey

Ain’t I tough enough?

Ain’t I rich enough? In love enough?

Ooh, please

I’ll never be your beast of burden

I’ll never be your beast of burden

Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be

I’ll never be your beast of burden

I’ve walked for miles, my feet are hurting

All I want is you to make love to me, yeah

I don’t need no beast of burden

I need no fussing, I need no nursing

Never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never”

Writer(s): Mick Jagger, Keith Richards