This song is an invitation to adulthood. In many respects Rolled Gold is the one Rolling Stones album you really need. It was one of the first records I bought. I can remember this booming out on my parent's tinny Fidelity music system in the front room of the family house in Richmond one afternoon when my friend Philip came round, as Sebastian Coe ran in a European Championship Final on the TV in the Living Room.
18 Larkfield Road, Richmond. 1975-1983.
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