(originally by The Rolling Stones)
(Doo doo)
(Doo doo)
(Doo doo)
(Doo doo)
(Doo doo)
I was born (doo doo) in a cross-fire hurricane (doo doo)
And I howled (doo doo) at my ma in the drivin' rain (doo doo)
But it's all right
Tell ya
In fact, it's a gas
Well, it's all right
Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
(Doo doo)
(Doo doo)
I was raised (doo doo) by a toothless, bearded hag (doo doo)
I was schooled (doo doo) with a strap right across my back (doo doo)
But it's all right
Tell ya
In fact, it's a gas
Well, it's all right
I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
(Doo doo)
(Doo doo)
(Doo doo)
I was drowned (doo doo), I was washed up and left for dead (doo doo)
I went down (doo doo) to my feet and I saw they bled (doo doo)
I was frowned (doo doo) at the crumbs of a crust of bread (doo doo)
I was crowned (doo doo) with a spike right through my head (doo doo)
But it's all right
Now
In fact, it's a gas
Well, it's all right
Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
(Gas, gas, gas, now, woo)
(Doo doo)
(Doo doo)
(Doo doo)
(Doo doo)
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