The Dirtiest, Craziest, NSFW Song By The Rolling Stones You’ll Ever Hear

Would you let your daughter marry a Rolling Stone? Not after hearing this rare tune.

On February 4th, 1964, the Rolling Stones entered Regent Sound Studios in London for a session. The band was joined by some special guests: singer/songwriter Gene Pitney, Graham Nash and Allan Clarke from the Hollies, as well as already genius-but-not-troublesome record producer Phil Spector. They recorded a few songs, and one of them, “Andrew’s Blues”, has made it online.

Rolling Stone bassist Bill Wyman writes in his autobiography, Stone Alone: The Story of a Rock ‘n’ Roll Band:

We’d become friendly with Phil Spector and attended a star-studded party in his honour thrown by Decca a week earlier; so he continued the friendship by dropping in our recording. Graham Nash and Allan Clarke of the Hollies also came and later Gene Pitney arrived direct from the airport, with duty-free cognac. It was his birthday, and his family custom was that everyone had to drink a whole glass. Pitney played piano while Spector and the Hollies played tambourine and maracas and banged coins on empty bottles. We recorded three songs, ‘Little by Little,’ ‘Can I Get a Witness’ and ‘Now I’ve Got a Witness,’ which we invented on the spot. The session then degenerated into silliness, but everybody had a great time cutting ‘Andrew’s Blues’ and ‘Spector and Pitney Came Too’-—both of which were very rude.

The planned follow up to “Hot Rocks” was to be titled “Necrophilià”, and was to have the tracks selected by Andrew Loog Oldham. It hard to believe this song didn’t make the cut, nor the radio because it’s so kind and gentle and oh…here’s a copy of the lyrics…um….right….ok, then.

Yes now Andrew Oldham sittin’ on a hill with Jack and Jill (Jack and Jill)
Fucked all night and sucked all night and taste that pussy till it taste just right
Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yes Andrew)
Oh suck it Andrew (go on Andrew), fuck it Andrew (go on Andrew)
Oh Andrew Oldham (yeah) A guy who really know his way around
(down down down down)

Well I said I wouldn’t lay you baby, till the day that we would wed
But every time I kiss you, you know, I forget just what I said
Well well I let you keep it tonight if you hold it, hold it real tight
Wooh oo Andrew (oh Andrew) oh oh Andrew (yes Andrew)
Come and get it little Andrew, before Sir Edward takes it away from you,
Come on get her cunt Sir Edward, come on now

Huh huh play the blues everybody, play the blues
Huh fuckin’! The Rolling Stones are a great fuckin’ group
What a lot of balls, Phil Spector is a lot of shit
I though Phil Spector was a lot of shit
And I’ve heard the group, now I know their a lot of shit

That sure was fine (yeah baby)
Got my Beatles shoes on – woo – and I’m just raring to go
Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yeah)
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah,
Listen Andrew, Phil, Sir Edward Lewis, the Rolling Stones,
The hottest Phil Spector, Gene Pitney (thank you), musical radios
Birds, Al Davis showing up, ahh, yeah
(Great time man) That’s all (great side man)

You know that Andrew got to walk with his baby,
Andrew has a talk with his baby
Now I know Andrew understood
That’s what happen when the gettin’ gets good
Oh Andrew (ba ba) oh Andrew (ba ba)
Suck it Andrew (ba ba) fuck it Andrew (ba ba)

Sir Edward where are you, Andrew is makin through
Andrew, come on Andrew shit
Oh fuck Sir Andrew, yeah!