Track byThe Rolling Stones
You ask me to give up the hand of the girl I love And you tell me I'm not the man she's worthy of But who are you to tell her who to love That's up to us, yeah and the Lord above You'd better move on Well I know you can buy her fancy clothes and diamond rings But I believe she's happy with me without those things I'm telling you cos you'll have to know that I love her so I'm never gonna let her go You'd better move on I don't blame you for loving her Can't you understand that she's my girl I, I'm never ever ever gonna let her go Because I, yeah yeah I love her so I think you'd better go now, I'm getting mighty mad You ask me to give up the only love I ever had And who are you to tell us who to love That's up to us, yeah and the lord above You'd better move on (You'd better move on) You'd better move on (You'd better move on) You'd better move on (You'd better move on) You'd better move on