So what if “Oh why ba-ba-lu-ba-bam” didn’t rhyme Austin-Healey and the Comets drove me to the prom in time But after twenty years of the same This is all I got to say: Well, so long Miss Jagger I think I’ll be going my way But after twenty years of the same This is all I got to say: Well, so long Miss Jagger I think I’ll be going my way Three plays for a quarter is ancient history now But the Stones roll away and rock that jukebox still Today closed circuit concert tours Tomorrow yesterday’s music soars But so long Miss Jagger I think I’ll be going my way Today yesterday’s music soars And after twenty years of the same Well so long Miss Jagger I think I’ll be going my way