The Rolling Stones - Uptight

Baby, everything is all right, uptight, out of sight
Baby, everything is all right, uptight, out of sight
I`m a poor man`s son, from across the railroad tracks,
the only shirt I own , is hanging on my back,
but I`m the envy of every single guy
since I`m the apple of my girls eye
when we go out stepping on the town.
For a while my money`s low,
and my suit`s out of style, but it`s all right
if my clothes aren`t new,
out of sight, because my heart is true,
she says baby everything is all right,
uptight, out of sight, baby everything is
all right, uptight, clean out of sight.