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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Rolling Stones
Performer
Mick Jagger
Vocals
Keith Richards
Guitar
Ron Wood
Guitar
Charlie Watts
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mick Jagger
Songwriter
Keith Richards
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Glimmer Twins
Producer
Lyrics
Well, you're crazy, momma
With your ball and chain
And your sawn off shotgun
Your blown out brains, yeah
You can scandalise me
Scorn my name
You can steal my money
And that don't mean a doggone thing
'Cause if you really think you can push it
I'm gonna bust your knees with a bullet, woo
You're crazy, momma, ah, yeah
Well, your old time religion
Is just a superstition
You gonna pay high prices
For your sacrifices, ah, yeah
Ah, your blood and thunder
Sure can't faze me none
If you're goin' a keep on comin'
I'm gonna take it all head on
Ah, if you don't believe I'm gon' do it
Ah, just wait, you'll get hit by a bullet
Woo
Crazy momma
Ah, yeah
Gotta come over here, get your boy
Woo
Ah, don't think I ain't thought about it
Sure make my shackle rise
And cold blood murder
Make me want to draw the line, yeah
Woo, yeah
Well, you're crazy, momma
With your ball and chain
You're plain psychotic, woo
Plain insane, yeah
If you don't believe I'm gonna do it
Ah, just wait for the thud of the bullet
Woo
You're crazy, momma
Ah, yeah
Ah, you're crazy, momma
Yeah
Ah, you're crazy, momma
Yeah
Ah-oh
Yeah
Written by: Keith Richards, Mick Jagger