OK, so I'll admit it: This one's not as good as my Beatles conversation of a week or so ago. But I did the best I could. I don't even like The Rolling Stones all that much, but they -- like The Beatles -- had plenty of songs to choose from, so I went with it. The scenario this time is that of a Psychiatrist and his Patient having a session. Hopefully, it makes a little bit of sense and may elicit a chuckle or two. Or not. Either way, here it is....
PATIENT: Something Happened To Me Yesterday.
DOCTOR: Tell Me.
PATIENT: Stupid Girl!
DOCTOR: Too Tough! No Use In Crying!
PATIENT: Out Of Tears.
DOCTOR: You Can't Always Get What You Want.
PATIENT: Pretty Beat Up.
DOCTOR: Mercy, Mercy! Worried About You.
PATIENT: I Got The Blues. Honest, I Do.
DOCTOR: Sad, Sad, Sad?
PATIENT: Mixed Emotions.
DOCTOR: Tell Me.
PATIENT: Complicated. It's Not Easy.
DOCTOR: I Am Waiting.
PATIENT: I'm Moving On. I'm Free!
DOCTOR: Good Times! Congratulations!
PATIENT: What To Do?
DOCTOR: Shake Your Hips?
PATIENT: Come On!
DOCTOR: It Won't Take Long...
PATIENT: Get Off Of My Cloud!
DOCTOR: What A Shame...
PATIENT: If You Really Want To Be My Friend...Doncha Bother Me. Had It With You!
DOCTOR: Do You Think I Really Care? Please Go Home. Out Of Time. Don't Be A Stranger.
PATIENT: You Win Again. On With The Show...
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