She makes it hard to guess, is it a yes?
Left my bet to ride, my hands are tied
Oh, to see inside
Take the world for a ride...
Coming Out From Under stone,
you're not alone.
Playing solo, is it a no?
He's some fool and alright,
what's done is done,
pull out a plum,
maybe I'll just cut and run.
(drums and wild chords, 'babe walking')
Out From Under stone,
you're not alone.
She needs no partner, disheartener.
I always came loaded, leaving light,
aces all run dry, no longer eye to eye.
Under a stone, you're not alone...
(funky three-note guitar ending)