Hey, what am I doing standing here on the corner of West 8th Street
And the 6th Avenue and
Ah, skip it
Nothing, Keith what are you doing, what are you doing?
Oh, I think the time has come to get out, get out

Get up, get out, get into something new
Get up, get out, into something new
Ooh and it's got me moving (got me moving honey)
Ooh and it's got me moving
Ooh and it's got me moving
Ooh and it's got me moving

My my my, my my my, my my my, my my my, my
Poor man eyes a rich man
Denigrates his property
A rich man eyes a poor man
And envies his simplicity

Get up, get out, into something new
Get up, get out, down into something new
Ooh and it's got me moving
Ooh and it's got me moving
Ooh and it's got me moving
Ooh and it's got me moving
Ooh and it's got me moving

Yeah, get up, get up, get out
Into something new
Yeah, all, won't you all, won't you all, won't you all
Don't stand accused

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Writer(s): Keith Richards, Mick Jagger, Ron Wood