originally by Rolling Stones



Well we all need someone we can lean on

And if you want it, well you can lean on me



She said, my breasts they will always be open

Baby, you can rest your weary head on me

And there will always be a space in my parking lot

When you need a little coke and sympathy



Yeah we all need someone we can dream on

And if you want it, well you can dream on me



I was dreaming of a steel guitar engagement

When you drink my health in scented jasmin tea

You knifed me in my dirty filthy basement

With that jaded faded junky nurse, oh what pleasant company

We all need someone we can feed on

And if you want it, well you can feed on me

Take my arm, take my leg

Oh baby don't you take my head



We all need someone we can bleed on

And if you want it baby, well you can bleed on me

We all need someone we can bleed on

And if you want it, why don't you bleed on me



Get it on rider, get it on rider

Get it on rider, you can bleed all over me

Well lean on rider, dream on rider

Feed on rider, bleed on rider