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I'll never be your beast of burden
My back is broad but it's a hurting
All I want is for you to make love to me
I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for miles my feet are hurting
All I want is you to make love to me
Am I hard enough
Am I rough enough
Am I rich enough
I'm not too blind to see
I'll never be your beast of burden
So let's go home and draw the curtains
Music on the radio
Come on baby make sweet love to me
Am I hard enough
Am I rough enough
Am I rich enough
I'm not too blind to see
Oh little sister
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, girl
You're a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Pretty, pretty
Such a pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Come on baby please, please, please
I'll tell ya
You can put me out
On the street
Put me out
With no shoes on my feet
But, put me out, put me out
Put me out of misery
Yeah, all your sickness
I can suck it up
Throw it all at me
I can shrug it off
There's one thing baby
That I don't understand
You keep on telling me
I ain't your kind of man
Ain't I rough enough, ooh baby
Ain't I tough enough
Ain't I rich enough, in love enough
Ooh! Ooh! Please
I'll never be your beast of burden
I'll never be your beast of burden
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be
I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for miles, my feet are hurting
All I want is you to make love to me,
Yeah
I don't need no beast of burden
I need no fussing
I need no nursing
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be
My back is broad but it's a hurting
All I want is for you to make love to me
I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for miles my feet are hurting
All I want is you to make love to me
Am I hard enough
Am I rough enough
Am I rich enough
I'm not too blind to see
I'll never be your beast of burden
So let's go home and draw the curtains
Music on the radio
Come on baby make sweet love to me
Am I hard enough
Am I rough enough
Am I rich enough
I'm not too blind to see
Oh little sister
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, girl
You're a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Pretty, pretty
Such a pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Come on baby please, please, please
I'll tell ya
You can put me out
On the street
Put me out
With no shoes on my feet
But, put me out, put me out
Put me out of misery
Yeah, all your sickness
I can suck it up
Throw it all at me
I can shrug it off
There's one thing baby
That I don't understand
You keep on telling me
I ain't your kind of man
Ain't I rough enough, ooh baby
Ain't I tough enough
Ain't I rich enough, in love enough
Ooh! Ooh! Please
I'll never be your beast of burden
I'll never be your beast of burden
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be
I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for miles, my feet are hurting
All I want is you to make love to me,
Yeah
I don't need no beast of burden
I need no fussing
I need no nursing
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be
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The line with the most is "put me out, put me out
Put me out of misery"
He’s saying that if she where to have sex with him it would make him so happy. I know the feeling
"Yeah, all your sickness
I can suck it up
Throw it all at me
I can shrug it of"
He’s say that no matter how badly she treats him he will always fancy her.
Even though she's being goddamn difficult, he loves the shit outta her. He can put up with her drama (i.e. throwing her sickness at him) because she's worth it. But the one thing he won't put up with is being walked all over and used as a tool to carry her baggage.
Love, real love, survives the waves of drama. What love can't survive is mutual respect. Goddammit I love the Rolling Stones.
I think the lyrics are telling this girl good-bye - that is I'm not going to be your beast of burden any more - my back is breaking and my feet are aching from all the hoops you've put me through - and now I'm
done
you're really pretty, pretty ... pretty - so you can change my mind very easily ... but otherwise I'm done
_and_ all I wanted was to make sweet love to you (not cheep sex, this guy wants to make love)
why are you turning away sweet love - am I not hard enough (i.e. lean not fat),
am I not rough enough (apparently she likes either some rough-masculine features or a guy she can jump on and he can still take it)
am I not rich enough - he seems to feel she's a little high maintenance but doesn't mind
but she's keeping him out in the street (i.e. goodbye at the door no invite inside)
and he doesn't understand because he feels he's everything she wants and he's done everything she's asked
so ...
he's not going to be her beast of burden any longer
it is cute.