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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
I can't get no satisfaction,
I can't get no satisfaction. 'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try. I can't get no, I can't get no. When I'm drivin' in my car and that man comes on the radio and he's tellin' me more and more about some useless information supposed to fire my imagination. I can't get no, oh no no no. Hey hey hey, that's what I say. I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get no satisfaction. 'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try. I can't get no, I can't get no. When I'm watchin' my TV and that man comes on to tell me how white my shirts can be. Well he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke the same cigarrettes as me. I can't get no, oh no no no. Hey hey hey, that's what I say. I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get no girl with action. 'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try. I can't get no, I can't get no. When I'm ridin' round the world and I'm doin' this and I'm signing that and I'm tryin' to make some girl who tells me baby better come back later next week 'cause you see I'm on losing streak. I can't get no, oh no no no. Hey hey hey, that's what I say. I can't get no, I can't get no, I can't get no satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction. |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
Sun turnin' 'round with graceful motion
We're setting off with soft explosion Bound for a star with fiery oceans It's so very lonely, you're a hundred light years from home Freezing red deserts turn to dark Energy here in every part It's so very lonely, you're six hundred light years from home It's so very lonely, you're a thousand light years from home It's so very lonely, you're a thousand light years from home Bell flight fourteen you now can land Seen you on Aldebaran, safe on the green desert sand It's so very lonely, you're two thousand light years from home It's so very lonely, you're two thousand light years from home |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in a market down in New Orleans Scarred old slaver knows he's doing alright Hear him whip the women just around midnight Brown sugar how come you taste so good? Brown sugar just like a young girl should Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot Lady of the house wonderin' where it's gonna stop House boy knows that he's doing alright You shoulda heard him just around midnight Brown sugar how come you taste so good, now? Brown sugar just like a young girl should, now Ah, get along, brown sugar how come you taste so good, baby? Ah, got me feelin' now, brown sugar just like a black girl should I bet your mama was a tent show queen And all here boyfriends were sweet sixteen I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like You shoulda heard me just around midnight Brown sugar how come you taste so good, baby? Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should, yeah I said yeah, yeah, yeah, woo How come you...how come you taste so good? Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo Just like a...just like a black girl should Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis.
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride. She had to heave me right across her shoulder. 'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind. It's the honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. I played a divorcee in New York City. I had to put up some kind of a fight. The lady then she covered me with roses. She blew my nose and then she blew my mind. It's the honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. (Yeah!) It's the honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues (Yeah!) It's the honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
I see a red door and I want it painted black,
no colours anymore I want them to turn black. I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes, I have to turn my head until the darkness goes. I see a line of cars and they're all painted black, with flowers and my love, both never to come back. I see people turn their heads and quickly look away, like a newborn baby it just happens every day. I look inside myself and see my heart is black, I see my red door and I want it painted black. Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts, it's not easy facing up when your whole world is black. No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue, I could not forsee this thing happening to you. If I look hard enough into the setting sun, my love will laugh with me before the morning comes. I see a red door and I want it painted black, no colours anymore I want them to turn black. I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes, I have to turn my head until my darkness goes. |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
She would never say where she came from
Yesterady don′′t matter if it′′s gone While the sun is bright or In the darkest night No one knows She comes and go Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you? When you change with ev′′ry new day Still I′′m gonna miss you Don′′t question why she needs to be so free She′′ll tell you it′′s the only way to be She just can′′t be chained to a Life where nothing′′s gained and nothing′′s lost at such a cost Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you? When you change... ″There′′s no time to lose″ I heard her say Catch your dreams before they slip away Dying all the time Lose your dreams and you will lose your mind Ain′′t life unkind? Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you? When you change... |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
Start Me Up
by Rolling Stones (Jagger-Richards, 1981) If you start me up, If you start me up I'll never stop You can start me up, You can start me up I'll never stop I've been running hot You got me just about to blow my top You can start me up, you can start me up, I'll never stop, never stop, never stop You make a grown man cry, you make a grown man cry You make a grown man cry, Spread out the oil, the gasoline I walk smooth ride in a mean, mean machine Start it up You can start me up Kick on the starter, give it all you've got (you got, you got) I can't compete With the riders in the other heats If you rough it up If you like it you can slit it up, slide it up Slide it up, slide it up Don't make a grown man cry, don't make a grown man cry Don't make a grown man cry, My eyes dilate, my lips go green My hands are greasy, she's a mean, mean machine Start it up Start me up Ah... you've got to... you've got to Never, never, never stop Start it up Ah...start it up, never, never, never You make a grown man cry you make a grown man cry You make a grown man cry Ride like the wind, at double speed I'll take you places that you've never, never seen It you start it up, Love the day when we will never stop Never stop, never, never, never stop Tough me up Never stop, never stop You, you, you make a grown man cry You, you make a dead man come, you, you, you make a dead man come |
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(We're gonna do one more, then we're gonna go)
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching charging feet boy 'cause summer's here, and the time is right For fighting in the street boy Well what can a poor boy do 'cept to sing for a rock and roll band 'cause this sleepy London town Is just no place for a street fighting man! Hey, said the time is right for palace revolution 'cause where I live the games they play Is compromise solution Well what can a poor boy do 'cept to sing for a rock and roll band 'cause this sleepy London town Is just no place for a street fighting man! (oh yeah) Hey, said my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the King I'll rail at all his servants Well what can a poor boy do 'cept to sing for a rock and roll band 'cause in sleepy London town There's just no place for a street fighting man! (Get down) |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith And I was 'round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersberg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the Czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a general's rank When the Blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah What's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the Gods they made I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?" When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadors Who get killed before they reached Bombay (Bombay is the word I found listed on all of the lyrics pages I found, but the actual lyric on the soundtrack sounds as if it has more syllables than that, to me - DA) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me Lucifer 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, what's my name Tell me honey, baby guess my name Tell me baby, what's my name I tell you one time, you're to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah What's my name Tell me, baby, what's my name Tell me, sweetie, what's my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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Well, we all need someone we can lean on And if you want it, you can lean on me Yeah, we all need someone we can lean on And if you want it, you can lean on me She said, "My breasts, they will always be open Baby, you can rest your weary head right on me And there will always be a space in my parking lot When you need a little coke and sympathy" Yeah, we all need someone we can dream on And if you want it, baby, well you can dream on me Yeah, we all need someone we can cream on And if you want to, well you can cream on me I was dreaming of a steel guitar engagement When you drunk my health in scented jasmine tea But you knifed me in my dirty filthy basement With that jaded, faded, junky nurse Oh what pleasant company We all need someone we can feed on And if you want it, well you can feed on me Take my arm, take my leg, oh baby don't you take my head Yeah, we all need someone we can bleed on Yeah, and if you want it, baby, well you can bleed on me Yeah, we all need someone we can bleed on Yeah, yeah, and if you want it, baby, why don'cha bleed on me All over Ahh, get it on rider, get it on rider , get it on rider You can bleed all over me Get it on rider , get it on rider, get it on rider You can cum all over me |
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I met a gin soaked barroom queen in Memphis
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride She had to heave me right across her shoulder Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind It's the Honky Tonk Women Give me, give me, give me the honky tonk blues Strollin' on the boulevards of Paris As naked as the day that I will die The sailors they're so charming there in Paris But they just don't seem to sail you off my mind It's the Honky Tonk women Give me, give me, give me the honky tonk blues It's the Honky Tonk women, yeah Give me, give me, give me the honky tonk blues It's the Honky Tonk women, yeah Give me, give me, give me the honky tonk blues |
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Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith And I was 'round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersberg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the Czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a general's rank When the Blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah What's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the Gods they made I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?" When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadors Who get killed before they reached Bombay (Bombay is the word I found listed on all of the lyrics pages I found, but the actual lyric on the soundtrack sounds as if it has more syllables than that, to me - DA) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me Lucifer 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, what's my name Tell me honey, baby guess my name Tell me baby, what's my name I tell you one time, you're to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah What's my name Tell me, baby, what's my name Tell me, sweetie, what's my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil [remix] (2003)
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith And I was 'round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersberg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the Czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a general's rank When the Blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah What's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the Gods they made I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?" When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadors Who get killed before they reached Bombay (Bombay is the word I found listed on all of the lyrics pages I found, but the actual lyric on the soundtrack sounds as if it has more syllables than that, to me - DA) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me Lucifer 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, what's my name Tell me honey, baby guess my name Tell me baby, what's my name I tell you one time, you're to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah What's my name Tell me, baby, what's my name Tell me, sweetie, what's my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste Ive been around for a long, long year Stole many a mans soul and faith And I was round when jesus christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around st. petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a generals rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the kennedys? When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself Im a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me lucifer cause Im in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, whats my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, whats my name I tell you one time, youre to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah Whats me name Tell me, baby, whats my name Tell me, sweetie, whats my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste Ive been around for a long, long year Stole many a mans soul and faith And I was round when jesus christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around st. petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a generals rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the kennedys? When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself Im a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me lucifer cause Im in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, whats my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, whats my name I tell you one time, youre to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah Whats me name Tell me, baby, whats my name Tell me, sweetie, whats my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste Ive been around for a long, long year Stole many a mans soul and faith And I was round when jesus christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around st. petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a generals rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the kennedys? When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself Im a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me lucifer cause Im in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, whats my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, whats my name I tell you one time, youre to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah Whats me name Tell me, baby, whats my name Tell me, sweetie, whats my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil [remix] (2003)
Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste Ive been around for a long, long year Stole many a mans soul and faith And I was round when jesus christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around st. petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a generals rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the kennedys? When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself Im a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me lucifer cause Im in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, whats my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, whats my name I tell you one time, youre to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah Whats me name Tell me, baby, whats my name Tell me, sweetie, whats my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil [remix] (2003)
Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste Ive been around for a long, long year Stole many a mans soul and faith And I was round when jesus christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around st. petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a generals rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the kennedys? When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself Im a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me lucifer cause Im in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, whats my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, whats my name I tell you one time, youre to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah Whats me name Tell me, baby, whats my name Tell me, sweetie, whats my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from Moonlight Mile (문라이트 마일) by Mark Isham [ost] (2002)
When the wind blows and the rain feels cold With a head full of snow With a head full of snow In the window there's a face you know Don't the nights pass slow Don't the nights pass slow The sound of strangers sending nothing to my mind Just another mad mad day on the road I am just living to be dying by your side But I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road Made a rag pile of my shiny clothes Gonna warm my bones Gonna warm my bones I got silence on my radio Let the air waves flow Let the air waves flow Oh I'm sleeping under strange strange skies Just another mad mad day on the road My dreams is fading down the railway line I'm just about a moonlight mile down the road I'm hiding sister and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm hiding baby and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm riding down you moonlight mile Let it go now, come on up babe Yeah, let it go now Yeah, flow now baby Yeah move on now yeah Yeah, I'm coming home 'Cause, I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road Down the road, down the road |
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from Austin Powers 3 (오스틴 파워 3) by George S. Clinton [ost] (2002)
I've been holding out so long
I've been sleeping all alone Lord I miss you I've been hanging on the phone I've been sleeping all alone I want to kiss you Sometimes Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh Well, I've been haunted in my sleep You've been starring in my dreams Lord I miss you child I've been waiting in the hall Been waiting on your call When the phone rings It's just some friends of mine that say, "Hey, what's the matter man? We're gonna come around at twelve With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you. We're gonna bring a case of wine Hey, let's go mess and fool around You know, like we used to" Yeah, we're gonna do ??? You know we'll go mess and fool around Hey man, what's with you Yeah, you've been striked off for too long You know, girls would come and go Let it start because I say I ain't be staying too long You know ??? I say well well well well Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah Oh everybody waits so long Oh baby why you wait so long Won't you come on! Come on! I've been walking in Central Park Singing after dark People think I'm crazy I've been stumbling on my feet Shuffling through the street Asking people, "What's the matter with you boy?" Sometimes I want to say to myself Sometimes I say Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh I won't miss you child I guess I'm lying to myself It's just you and no one else Lord I won't miss you child You've been blotting out my mind Fooling on my time No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah Lord, I miss you child Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah Lord, I miss you child Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah Lord, I miss you child Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah |
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from The Rolling Stones - The Chamber Academy Ensemble & Guests (2001)
Angie, angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here? With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats You cant say were satisfied But angie, angie, you cant say we never tried Angie, youre beautiful, but aint it time we said good-bye? Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried? All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke Let me whisper in your ear: Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here? Oh, angie, dont you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet I hate that sadness in your eyes But angie, angie, aint it time we said good-bye? With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats You cant say were satisfied But angie, I still love you, baby Evrywhere I look I see your eyes There aint a woman that comes close to you Come on baby, dry your eyes But angie, angie, aint it good to be alive? Angie, angie, they cant say we never tried |
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from The Rolling Stones - The Chamber Academy Ensemble & Guests (2001)
It is the evening of the day,
I sit and watch the children play. Smiling faces I can see But not for me, I sit and watch as tears go by. My riches can't buy everything, I want to hear the children sing. All I hear is the sound Of rain falling on the ground, I sit and watch as tears go by. It is the evening of the day, I sit and watch the children play. Doing things I used to do They think are new, I sit and watch as tears go by. 어느날 저녁 난 앉아서 아이들는 노는 모습을 지켜보고 있어 아이들의 얼굴엔 웃음이 가득하지만 나를 위한 것은 아니지 난 눈물을 흘리며 바라보고 있지 내 재산으로도 모든 걸 다 얻을 수 없어 아이들의 노래가 듣고 싶어 내게 들리는 건 바닥에 떨어지는 빗소리뿐 난 눈물을 흘리며 바라보고 있지 어느날 저녁 난 앉아서 아이들이 노는 모습을 지켜보고 있어 내가 어릴적에 하던 놀이였는데 아이들은 새로워하지 난 눈물을 흘리며 바라보고 있어 |
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from The Rolling Stones - The Chamber Academy Ensemble & Guests (2001)
Get Off Of My Cloud
by The Rolling Stones (M. Jagger/K. Richards) I live in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor of my block And I sit at home looking out the window Imagining the world has stopped Then in flies a guy who's all dressed up like a Union Jack And says, I've won five pounds if I have his kind of detergent pack I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd On my cloud, baby The telephone is ringing I say, "Hi, it's me. Who is it there on the line?" A voice says, "Hi, hello, how are you Well, I guess I'm doin' fine" He says, "It's three a.m., there's too much noise Don't you people ever wanna go to bed? Just 'cause you feel so good, do you have To drive me out of my head?" I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd On my cloud baby I was sick and tired, fed up with this And decided to take a drive downtown It was so very quiet and peaceful There was nobody, not a soul around I laid myself out, I was so tired and I started to dream In the morning the parking tickets were just like A flag stuck on my window screen I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd On my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud Don't hang around, baby, two's a crowd |
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from The Rolling Stones - The Chamber Academy Ensemble & Guests (2001)
My sweet Lady Jane
When I see you again Your servant am I And will humbly remain Just heed this plea, my love On bended knees, my love I pledge myself to Lady Jane My dear Lady Anne I've done what I can I must take my leave For promised I am This play is run, my love Your time has come, my love I've pledged my troth to Lady Jane Oh, my sweet Marie I wait at your ease The sands have run out For your lady and me Wedlock is nigh, my love Her station's right, my love Life is secure with Lady Jane |
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from The Rolling Stones - The Chamber Academy Ensemble & Guests (2001)
Well, we all need someone we can lean on And if you want it, you can lean on me Yeah, we all need someone we can lean on And if you want it, you can lean on me She said, "My breasts, they will always be open Baby, you can rest your weary head right on me And there will always be a space in my parking lot When you need a little coke and sympathy" Yeah, we all need someone we can dream on And if you want it, baby, well you can dream on me Yeah, we all need someone we can cream on And if you want to, well you can cream on me I was dreaming of a steel guitar engagement When you drunk my health in scented jasmine tea But you knifed me in my dirty filthy basement With that jaded, faded, junky nurse Oh what pleasant company We all need someone we can feed on And if you want it, well you can feed on me Take my arm, take my leg, oh baby don't you take my head Yeah, we all need someone we can bleed on Yeah, and if you want it, baby, well you can bleed on me Yeah, we all need someone we can bleed on Yeah, yeah, and if you want it, baby, why don'cha bleed on me All over Ahh, get it on rider, get it on rider , get it on rider You can bleed all over me Get it on rider , get it on rider, get it on rider You can cum all over me |
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from The Rolling Stones - The Chamber Academy Ensemble & Guests (2001)
Paint it black
Song by Rolling Stones I see a red door and I want it painted black no colours anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until the darkness goes I see a line of cars and they're all painted black with flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away like a newborn baby it just happens every day I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door and I want it painted black Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts it's not easy facing up when your whole world is black No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue I could not forsee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the setting sun my love will laugh with me before the morning comes I see a red door and I want it painted black no colours anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until the darkness goes |
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from The Rolling Stones - The Chamber Academy Ensemble & Guests (2001)
Well, you've got your diamonds and you've got your pretty clothes
And the chauffeur drives your car You let everybody know But don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire Your mother she's a heiress, owns a block in Saint John's Wood And your father'd be there with her If he only could But don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire Your old man took her diamonds and tiaras by the score Now she gets her kicks in Stepney Not in Knightsbridge anymore So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire Now you've got some diamonds and you will have some others But you'd better watch your step, girl Or start living with your mother So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire |
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from The Rolling Stones - The Chamber Academy Ensemble & Guests (2001)
She would never say where she came from
Yesterady don′′t matter if it′′s gone While the sun is bright or In the darkest night No one knows She comes and go Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you? When you change with ev′′ry new day Still I′′m gonna miss you Don′′t question why she needs to be so free She′′ll tell you it′′s the only way to be She just can′′t be chained to a Life where nothing′′s gained and nothing′′s lost at such a cost Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you? When you change... ″There′′s no time to lose″ I heard her say Catch your dreams before they slip away Dying all the time Lose your dreams and you will lose your mind Ain′′t life unkind? Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you? When you change... |
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from The Rolling Stones - The Chamber Academy Ensemble & Guests (2001)
Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy But what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy London town There's just no place for a street fighting man No Hey! Think the time is right for a palace revolution But where I live the game to play is compromise solution Well, then what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy London town There's no place for a street fighting man No Hey! Said my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants Well, what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy London town There's no place for a street fighting man No |
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from The Rolling Stones - The Chamber Academy Ensemble & Guests (2001)
Well I told you once and I told you twice
But ya never listen to my advice You don't try very hard to please me With what you know it should be easy Well this could be the last time This could be the last time Maybe the last time I don't know. Oh no. Oh no Well, I'm sorry girl but I can't stay Feelin' like I do today It's too much pain and too much sorrow Guess I'll feel the same tomorrow Well this could be the last time This could be the last time Maybe the last time I don't know. Oh no. Oh no Well I told you once and I told you twice That someone will have to pay the price But here's a chance to change your mind 'Cuz I'll be gone a long, long time Well this could be the last time This could be the last time Maybe the last time I don't know. Oh no. Oh no Well, this could be the last time |
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from The Rolling Stones - The Chamber Academy Ensemble & Guests (2001)
Time is on my side, yes it is
Time is on my side, yes it is Now you always say That you want to be free But you've come running back Said you will baby You've come running back Done that so many times before You've come running back to me Oh, time is on my side, yes it is Time is on my side, yes it is You're searching for good times But just wait and see You'll come running back I won't hav to worry no more You'll come running back Spend the rest of my life with you, baby You'll come running back to me Go ahead, go ahead and light up the town And baby, do everything your heart desires Remember, I'll always be around And I know, I know, like I told you so many times before You're gonna come back, baby 'Cause I know, I know You're gonna come back knocking Yeah, knocking right on my door Well, time is on my side, yes it is Time is on my side, yes it is 'Cause I got the real love The kind that you need You'll come running back Said you would, baby You'll come running back I don't always said you would You'll come running back I won't have to worry no more Yes time, time, time is on my side, yes it is Time, time, time is on my side, yes it is Oh, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is I said, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is Oh, time, time, time is on my side Yeah, time, time, time is on my side |
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from The Rolling Stones - The Chamber Academy Ensemble & Guests (2001)
I saw her today at the reception A glass of wine in her hand I knew she would meet her connection At her feet was her footloose man No, you can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want But if you try sometime you find You get what you need We went down to the demonstration To get your fair share of abuse Singing, |
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from Blow (블로우) by Graeme Revell [ost] (2001)
Yeah, you got satin shoes Yeah, you got plastic boots Y'all got cocaine eyes Yeah, you got speed-freak jive Can't you hear me knockin' on your window Can't you hear me knockin' on your door Can't you hear me knockin' down your dirty street, yeah Help me baby, ain't no stranger Help me baby, ain't no stranger Help me baby, ain't no stranger Can't you hear me knockin', ahh, are you safe asleep? Can't you hear me knockin', yeah, down the gas light street, now Can't you hear me knockin', yeah, throw me down the keys Alright now Hear me ringing big bell tolls Hear me singing soft and low I've been begging on my knees I've been kickin', help me please Hear me prowlin' I'm gonna take you down Hear me growlin' Yeah, I've got flatted feet now, now, now, now Hear me howlin' And all, all around your street now Hear me knockin' And all, all around your town |
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from The Rolling Stones - Coca Cola Presenta 1 (1997)
Did you ever feel the pain
That he felt upon the cross Did you ever feel the knife Tearing flesh that's oh so soft Did you ever touch the night Did you ever count the cost Do you hide away the fear Put down paradise as lost Yeah you're blinded by rainbows Watching the wind blow Blinded by rainbows Do you dream at night Do you sleep at night I doubt it Did you ever feel the blast As the semtex bomb goes off Do you ever hear the screams As the limbs are all torn off Did you ever kiss the child Who just saw his father shot Do you ever shed a tear As the war drags on and on Do you ever touch the night Or is it just another job Do you feel the final hours Put down paradise as lost Yeah you're blinded by rainbows And faces in windows Blinded by rainbows Do you dream at night Do you sleep at night I doubt it Do you ever fear the night Could it be the war is lost Do you fear the final hour Do you kneel before the cross You're blinded by rainbows And watching the wind blow Blinded by rainbows Do you dream at night Do you scream at night Do you smell of fear Is your conscience clear Are you caked in sweat Are your clothes all wet Do you see the light Is the end in sight See the face of Christ Enter paradise I doubt it |
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from The Rolling Stones - Coca Cola Presenta 1 (1997)
If I could stick my pen in my heart
And spill it all over the stage Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya Would you think the boy is strange? Ain't he strange? If I could win ya, if I could sing ya A love song so divine Would it be enough for your cheating heart If I broke down and cried? If I cried? I said I know it's only rock 'n' roll but I like it I know it's only rock 'n' roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do Oh, well, I like it, I like it, I like it I said cant you see that this old boy has been a lonely? If I could stick a knife in my heart Suicide right on stage Would it be enough for your teenage lust Would it help to ease the pain? Ease your brain? If I could dig down deep in my heart Feelings would flood on the page Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya Would ya think the boy's insane? He's insane I said I know its only rock 'n' roll but I like it I said I know it's only rock'n roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do Oh, well, I like it, I like it, I like it I said can't you see that this old boy has been a lonely? And do ya think that you're the only girl around? I bet you think that you're the only woman in town I said I know it's only rock 'n' roll but I like it I said I know it's only rock 'n' roll but I like it I said I know it's only rock 'n' roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do Oh, well, I like it, I like it. I like it... |
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from The Rolling Stones - Coca Cola Presenta 1 (1997)
MEMORY MOTEL
(M. Jagger/K. Richards) Hannah honey was a peachy kind of girl Her eyes were hazel And her nose were slightly curved We spent a lonely night at the Memory Motel It's on the ocean, I guess you know it well It took a starry to steal my breath away Down on the water front Her hair all drenched in spray Hannah baby was a honey of a girl Her eyes were hazel And her teeth were slightly curved She took my guitar and she began to play She sang a song to me Stuck right in my brain You're just a memory of a love That used to be You're just a memory of a love That used to mean so much to me She got a mind of her own And she use it well Well she's one of a kind She's got a mind She got a mind of her own And she use it mighty fine She drove a pick-up truck Painted green and blue The tires were wearing thin She turned a mile or two When I asked her where she headed for "Back up to Boston I'm singing in a bar" I got to fly today on down to Baton Rouge My nerves are shot already The road ain't all that smooth Across in Texas is the rose of San Antone I keep on a feeling that's gnawing in my bones You're just a memory of a love That used to mean so much to me You're just a memory girl You're just a sweet memory And it used to mean so much to me Sha la la la la She got a mind of her own And she use it well Mighty fine, she's one of a kind On the seventh day my eyes were all a glaze We've been ten thousand miles Been in fifteen states Every woman seemed to fade out of my mind I hit the bottle and hit the sack and cried What's all this laughter on the 22nd floor It's just some friends of mine And they're busting down the door Been a lonely night at the Memory Motel |
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from The Rolling Stones - Coca Cola Presenta 1 (1997)
I'm so hot for her, I'm so hot for her
I'm so hot for her and she's so cold I'm so hot for her, I'm on fire for her I'm so hot for her and she's so cold I'm the burning bush, I'm the burning fire I'm the bleeding volcano I'm so hot for her, I'm so hot for her I'm so hot for her and she's so cold Yeah, I tried re-wiring her, tried re-firing her I think her engine is permanently stalled She's so cold she's so cold She's so cold cold cold Like a tombstone She's so cold, she's so cold she's so cold cold cold like an ice cream cone She's so cold she's so cold I dare not touch her my hand just froze Yeah, I'm so hot for hot for her, I'm so hot for her I'm so hot for her and even so Put your hand on the heat, put your hand on the heat Aw C'mon baby, let's go She's so cold, she's so cold, cold, she's so c-c-c-old But she's beautiful, though Yeah, she's so cold She's so cold, she's so cold She was born in an arctic zone She's so cold she's so cold, cold, cold I dare not touch her my hand just froze She's so cold, she's so goddamn cold she's so Cold cold cold she's so cold Who would believe you were a beauty indeed When the days get shorter and the nights get long Lie awake when the rain comes Nobody will know, when you're old When you're old, nobody will know that you was a beauty, a sweet sweet beauty A sweet sweet beauty, but stone stone cold You're so cold, you're so cold, cold, cold You're so cold, you're so cold I'm so hot for you, i'm so hot for you I'm so hot for you and you're so cold I'm the burning bush, I'm the burning fire I'm the bleeding volcano |
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from The Rolling Stones - Coca Cola Presenta 1 (1997)
If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop If you start me up If you start me up I'll never stop I've been running hot You got me ticking gonna blow my top If you start me up If you start me up I'll never stop You make a grown man cry Spread out the oil, the gasoline I walk smooth, ride in a mean, mean machine Start it up If you start it up Kick on the starter give it all you got, you got, you got I can't compete with the riders in the other heats If you rough it up If you like it you can slide it up, slide it up Don't make a grown man cry My eyes dilate, my lips go green My hands are greasy She's a mean, mean machine Start it up If start me up Give it all you got You got to never, never, never stop Never, never Slide it up You make a grown man cry Ride like the wind at double speed I'll take you places that you've never, never seen Start it up Love the day when we will never stop, never stop Never stop, never stop Tough me up Never stop, never stop, never stop You, you, you make a grown man cry You, you make a dead man cum You, you make a dead man cum |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
As you poured out the drinks for me I felt your hooks sink right into me And I knew you were my destiny And I thought you'd get the best of me On the way down to Mexico As I danced in yuor rodeo You say poverty is picturesque As you dragged your nails across my chest You're so cold You're so cruel I'm your man Not your fool Are you already over me Are you already over me Are you already over me What a fool I've been In the first flush of ecstacy As you lay naked next to me While our love put the dawn to flight I just ignore all those warning lights Cause when you laugh I just cry When you left I just died Are you already over me Are you already over me Are you already sick me What a fool I've been Hard to hold on To a love divine I'm kneeling in a corner Praying to your shrine I've been hurt So confused I've been burned I've been bruised Are you already over me Are you already over me Are you already sick of me Are you already over me Are you already over me Are you already tired of me Are you already over me What a fool I've been What a fool I've been What a fool I've been |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
Let's take a walk
Just you and me And talk of days gone by Across the fields under the trees Let's speak of you and I While the whole world Was wandering We walked a steady line When all our friends Were wavering We kept on trying Now we're always suffering Already lost Always suffering Already lost Remember when On summer days I would sing a lovers song How you would smile Shower me with praise And the sun shined on Now the rain is falling slow And the nights grow long And the train Cries out so hauntingly She is gone Now we're always suffering Already lost We're always suffering Already lost Please take these flowers Smell the perfume Let your soul come alive Let there be hope Hope in your heart That our love may revive For life is but a chance On a wind swept hill And the seeds of love Are swirling above Let them be still But we're always suffering We're already lost Always suffering Already lost |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
She confessed her love to me Then she vanished on the breeze Trying to hold on to that was just impossible She was more than beautiful Closer to etherial With a kind of down to earth flavor Close my eyes It's three in the afternoon Then I realize That she's really gone for good Anybody seen my baby Anybody seen her around Love has gone and made me blind I've looked but I just can't find She has gotten lost in the crowd I was flippin' magazines In that place on Mercer Street When I thought I spotted her Getting on a motor bike Looking rather lady like Didn't she just give me a wave? Salty tears It's three in the afternoon Has she disappeared Is she really gone for good Anybody seen my baby Anybody seen her around If I just close my eyes I reach out and touch the prize Anybody seen her around (Rap) Anybody seen my baby Anybody seen her around If I just close my eyes I reach out and touch the prize Anybody seen her around Lost, lost and never found I must have called her a thousand times Sometimes I think she's just in my imagination Lost in the crowd |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
A scrap of flesh
And a heap of bones One deep high And a desperate moan Three black eyes And a busted nose I said oh yeah, oh yeah Take me up Baby I'm ready to go Shake me up Baby I'm ready to go, yeah Take me up Baby I'm ready Baby, baby I'm ready to go (Chill me, freeze me, It's in my blood) I'm not going to burn in hell I cased the joint And I know it well Maybe my carcass Would feed the worms But I'm working For the other firm Take me up Baby I'm ready to go Fix me up Baby I'm ready to roll, yeah Set me up Baby, baby, baby I'm ready to go (Chill me, freeze me, It's in my blood) Flip the switch I got my money, my ticket All that shit I even got myself A little shaving kit What would it take To bury me I can't wait I can't wait to see I got toothbrush, mouthwash All that shit I'm looking down In the filthy pit I had the turkey And the stuffing too I even saved A little bit for you Lethal injection is a luxury I wanna give it To the whole jury I'm just dying For one more squeeze Oh yeah Oh yeah Pick me up Baby I'm ready to go Take me up Baby I'm ready to blow Take me up Baby if you're ready to go Baby I got nowhere to go Baby I'm ready to go (Chill me, freeze me, to my bones) Flip the switch |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
Gonna go downtown
Gonna get my gun Gonna dress real sharp Gonna beat my drum I ain't gonna lie Gonna walk so slow Gonna talk just right And my diamond ring Gonna shine so bright I ain't gonna lie I've got a debt to repay I ain't gonna cry I put a gun in your face You'll pay with your life And I got my ears And I got my eyes And I got my narks And my alibis I won't waste your time You made one false move You made one mistake When the juice is squeezed That's the way it breaks You'll pay for your crime Your tongue lickin' way out of place I'll rip it out I'll stick a gun in your face You'll pay with your life I taught her everything I taught her how to dream I taught her everything I'm gonna teach her how to scream I taught her all she knows I taught her how to lie I taught her everything I'm gonna teach her how to cry And you cause me hurt And you cause me pain And you turned the tap On my burning rage And I can't put it out Gonna leave no sign Gonna leave no trace Gonna leave this town In a state of grace Give me the power I got a debt to repay I ain't gonna lie I put a gun in your face You'll pay for the crime I taught her everything I taught her how to speak I taught her all she knows I taught her how to eat I half invented her And now she acts so chic I taught her everything But now she's obselete I taught her everything How to read and write I taught her all she knows She was a neophyte I taught her everything I loved to watch her grow I taught her everything And now I want to see her go I taught her everything I got a debt to repay I ain't gonna cry I'll put a gun in your face You're playing with your life I taught her everything I taught her how to cheat I taught her all she knows She was so indiscreet I taught her everything I taught her how to lie I taught her everything I'm gonna teach her how to cry |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
You offer me
All your love and sympathy Sweet affection baby It's killing me 'Cause baby baby Can't you see How could I stop Once I start baby How could I stop once I start How could I stop Yeah yeah How could I stop once I start You look at me but I don't know what you see A reflection baby Of what I want to be I see your face And I want to roll with it But how could I stop Baby how could I stop How could I stop Stop it, stop it If I could, I'd take you all the way Baby, baby listen what I say There's even some things That I just would not pay 'Cause how could I stop If I start babe How could I stop If I start Start with you How could I stop If I start, baby How could I stop If I start with you It's too easy to lay here at your feet I couldn't take the heat There's somewhere else Maybe you should go Baby maybe baby just a further down the road How could I stop If I start with you baby How could I stop How could I stop Once I start You tell me baby Once I've started with you How could I stop Once I start Stop, stop, stop |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
Won't you give me the low down
Just as quick as you can Baby, I've been out of touch Just give me the scam Don't give me the sports page, baby No political news Don't you give me the gossip Just give me the truth Just between me and you Give me the low down If you can Don't want a show down I just want to know where I stand Don't read me the horoscope babe That ain't what I need Our future will never last But that's between you and me I don't want the movie section I'll see for myself I don't want the news that fits Shove it back on the shelf Give me the truth Just between me and you Give me the low down If you can I don't want a show down I just want to know where I stand The headlines are screaming They change everyday As long as I ain't in them I'm happy that way I know that you won't lie to me But you hold back the truth Please give me the low down I can only get it from you Give me the truth Just between me and you Give me the low down If you can Don't want a show down I just want to know where I stand Give me the low down As quick as you can I don't want to hear about it I want it straight from you Give me the truth Just between me and you |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
If you really want to rip up your mind
If you want to take the lid off your life If you want to reach down in the sump To last dregs off the camel's back hump And the wolves are howling right at your door And the vultures want to tear off some more Your flesh is burning right off your bones Your children kick you out of your home If you really want to tear up your mind If you really want to get yourself blind Might as well get juiced Might as well get juiced Hey mama What's this crazy game of sevens, eights and nines I can't keep up with you baby I'm gonna give you such a piece of my mind When I get around to it 'Cause honey I'm abused Might as well get juiced If you really want to melt down your mind Crank it up to straight double time If you really want to have you some fun Spit right down on everyone If you've got the strength to scream out "Hell Why?" The wheels of life are passing you by You might as well get juiced Might as well get juiced Some people like to get high on love Buss it off with alcohol Give me a little taste of those fumes I need a little boost I tell you the sweet things in life How am I going to survive I might as well get juiced I might as well get juiced I might as well get juiced A little bit confused |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
I was out in the city
I was out in the rain I was feeling down hearted I was drinking again I was standing by the bridges Where the dark water flows I was talking to a stranger About times long ago I was young I was foolish I was angry I was vain I was charming I was lucky Tell me how have I changed Now I'm out Oh out of control Now I'm out Oh out of control Oh help me now And the girls in the doorway And the boys in the game And the drunks and the homeless They all know me And the police on the corner Give a nod and a wave As they point me To my final destination I was young I was foolish I was angry I was vain I was charming Feeling lucky Tell me how have I changed Now I'm out Oh out of control Now I'm out Oh out of control Oh help me now In the hotel I'm excited By the smile on her face But I wondered How was time Gonna change her I was young I was foolish I was angry I was vain I was charming I was out there Tell me how have I changed Now I'm out Oh out of control Oh I'm out Oh out of control |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
Saint Paul the persecutor
Was a cruel and sinful man Jesus hit him with a blinding light And then his life began I said yeah I said yeah Augustin knew temptation He loved women, wine and song And all the special pleasures Of doing something wrong I said yeah I said yeah I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me And could you stand the torture And could you stand the pain Could you put your faith in Jesus When you're burning in the flames And I do believe in miracles And I want to save my soul And I know that I'm a sinner I'm gonna die here in the cold I said yes, I said yeah I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me I thought I heard an angel cry I thought I saw a teardrop falling from his eye John the Baptist was a martyr But he stirred up Herod's hate And Salome got her wish To have him served up on a plate I said yes I said yeah I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me I thought I heard an angel cry I thought I saw a teardrop falling from his eye I thought I saw an angel cry You'll never make a saint of me You'll never make a saint of me |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
All the way, all the way
I miss your touch baby, yeah Like a thief in the night It can't be right... (Like a thief) I know where your place is And it's not with him I'm the one who is out here baby Out here, just looking in He ain't gonna like it at all No no, that's no good I know the feeling (Just you wait there in the dark) In the dark, baby Yeah, how his dog can bark Like a thief in the night Like a thief in the night Like a thief in the night I'm gonna steal what's mine Oh I'm gonna break the laws But I'll get through you door But you wait and see Yeah, I'm gonna get ya, get you free (Like a thief) I found out where he keeps you I've even been inside you check under your pillow baby You'll get the message If I see you at your window, well then I'll know No one can separate us Like a thief in the night Like a thief in the night Like a thief in the night Yeah, you can set me up You can turn me in Or burn me baby Well you're in my skin The only reason I'm breaking in I'm coming baby, I'm breaking in Like a thief in the night Come on, yeah, oh yeah Like a thief in the night Oh baby you know what I'm talking, come on You can call the police on me baby Set me up and then bust me Come on I dare you, come on, come on I'll take the drop for you Soften the blow baby, baby, baby You know what I mean Nothing I can do about it It's the power of it Come on, like a thief Like a thief in the night Like a thief in the night Like a thief in the night |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
Baby, don't get too tight with me
Yes, you're far too tight for me I got your messages And how can I resist But if you come around don't slap the cuffs upon my wrist Baby you're tight for me (I warn you) yeah Far too tight for me Yeah Untie those sheep shanks, yes And all those fancy knots I'm not Houdini, honey C'mon now and loosen up (Tight) (Too tight) (Too tight) (Too tight) Yeah, don't try to reel me in With all those charm school looks I've seen it all a thousand times I sung that song, I wrote that fucking book Do yourself a favor now Don't drive me 'round the block Let's split another bottle, now Let's take a hit, loosen up Don't get too tight on me 'Cause I'm, I'm bound so tight I can't breathe We'll watch the sun go down Upon the swollen sea Aahhhhhh If you try to chain me up I'll vanish like a broken dream Don't get so tight Don't get so tight Too tight |
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from The Rolling Stones 24집 - Bridges To Babylon (1997)
You don't have to mean it You just got to say it anyway I just need to hear those words for me You don't have to say too much Babe I wouldn't even touch you anyway I just want to hear you to say to me Sweet lies Baby baby dripping from your lips Sweet sighs Say to me come on and play Play with me baby You don't have to mean it You just got to say it to me baby Whisper whisper whisper in my ear (I don't believe it) (I don't believe it) I wouldn't want to use you Ooh I wouldn't blame you anyway If you never ever spoke to me (I don't believe it) Hmm just say those little words Sit on my shoulder like a little bird Baby baby sing those words for me Sweet lies Baby baby dripping from yuor lips Sweet sighs Ooh you make me cry Oh baby you know it You know what I want to hear Dripping from your lips I got to tell you baby Dripping from you lips You don't have to say too much Whisper whisper baby baby I just wanna hear you say to me (I don't believe it) You don't have to mean it Babe just say it anyway I just need to hear those words from your sweet lips You don't have to mean it You don't have to mean it (I don't believe you) You don't have to shout across the room Just whisper in my ear baby |
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from The Rolling Stones 20집 - Undercover (1983)
You're deaf to it, blind to it
It's like a thunderclap Feel the prickles running Up and down your back Why so divine, the pain of love You have to work at it, stay with it Pay for it, bust your ass Lie for it, cheat for it Forget about your past Why so divine, the pain of love You dream of it passionate You get a rise from it Feel the hot cum Dripping on your thighs from it Why why so divine, the pain of love Sometimes you crave for it, cry for it Women will die for it Looking back, cut the crap Was it really worth the rap? It's hard to survive the pain of love Ooh I need a time out Time to make my mind up Substitute a line out I'll be back next season with a bang No release from the jail No parole, no bail Hard labor, fifty lashes Hard labor, money splashes It's hard to survive the pain of love The old maid is roughing up Applying final touches Even though she's late for the dance I tell you tonight she's really gonna have a ball She's gonna really tie me up She's gonna really tie me up She's gonna really tie me up She's gonna really tie me up She's gonna really tie me up She's gonna really tie me up Why so divine the pain of love Don't hurt me, don't hurt me Don't hurt me, don't hurt me Why so divine the pain of love That's what they call it: the pain of love Tie me up, tie me up, tie me up, tie me up Why do divine, the pain of love Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me |
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from The Rolling Stones 12집 - Sticky Fingers (1971)
Gold Coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in the market down in New Orleans Scarred old slaver knows he's doin' all right Hear him whip the women just around midnight Brown Sugar, how come you taste so good Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should Drums beatin' cold, English blood runs hot Lady of the house wonderin' when it's gonna stop House boy knows that he's doin' all right You should have heard him just around midnight Brown Sugar, how come you taste so good Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should --- Saxophone --- Brown Sugar, how come you dance so good Brown Sugar, just like a black girl should I bet your mama was a tent show queen And all her girlfriends were sweet sixteen I'm no school boy but I know what I like You should have heard them just around midnight Brown Sugar, how come you taste so good Brown Sugar, just like a black girl should I said, yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo!! How come you, how come you dance so good Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo!! Just like a, just like a black girl should Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo!! |
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from The Rolling Stones 12집 - Sticky Fingers (1971)
Feeling so tired, can't understand it
Just had a fortnight's sleep I'm feeling so shot, I'm so distracted Ain't touched a thing all week I'm feeling drunk, juiced up and sloppy Ain't touched a drink all night I'm feeling hungry, can't see the reason Just ate a horse meat pie Yeah when you call my name I salivate like a Pavlov dog Yeah when you lay me out My heart is beating louder than a big bass drum, alright Yeah, you got to mix it child You got to fix it must be love It's a bitch You got to mix it child You got to fix it but love It's a bitch, alright Sometimes I'm sexy, move like a stud Kicking the stall all night Sometimes I'm so shy, got to be worked on Don't have no bark or bite, alright Yeah when you call my name I salivate like a Pavlov dog Yeah when you lay me out My heart is bumpin' louder than a big bass drum, alright I said hey, yeah I feel alright now Got to be a... Hey, I feel alright now Hey hey hey Hey hey yeah... |
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from The Rolling Stones 12집 - Sticky Fingers (1971)
Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in the market down in New Orleans Scarred old slaver knows he's doing alright Hear him whip the women just around midnight Brown sugar how come you taste so good Brown sugar just like a young girl should - ah hum oh.. Woo! Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot Lady of the house wonderin' where it's gonna stop House boy knows that he's doing alright You shoulda heard him just around midnight Brown sugar how come you taste so good, now? Brown sugar just like a young girl should, now - yeah! Ah, get it on brown sugar, how come you taste so good, babe? Ah, got me feelin' now for brown sugar, just like a black girl should yeah Now I bet your mama was a tent show queen And all here boyfriends were sweet sixteen I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like You shoulda heard me just around midnight Brown sugar how come you taste so good, babe? Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should, yeah I said yeah, yeah, yeah, woo! How come you...how come you taste so good? Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo! Just like a...just like a black girl should Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo! |
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from The Rolling Stones 12집 - Sticky Fingers (1971)
Gold Coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in the market down in New Orleans Scarred old slaver knows he's doin' all right Hear him whip the women just around midnight Brown Sugar, how come you taste so good Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should Drums beatin' cold, English blood runs hot Lady of the house wonderin' when it's gonna stop House boy knows that he's doin' all right You should have heard him just around midnight Brown Sugar, how come you taste so good Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should Brown Sugar, how come you dance so good Brown Sugar, just like a black girl should I bet your mama was a tent show queen And all her girlfriends were sweet sixteen I'm no school boy but I know what I like You should have heard them just around midnight Brown Sugar, how come you taste so good Brown Sugar, just like a black girl should I said, yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo!! How come you, how come you dance so good Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo!! Just like a, just like a black girl should Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo!! |
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from The Rolling Stones 12집 - Sticky Fingers (1971)
Yeah, you got satin shoes
Yeah, you got plastic boots Y'all got cocaine eyes Yeah, you got speed-freak jive Can't you hear me knockin' on your window Can't you hear me knockin' on your door Can't you hear me knockin' down your dirty street, yeah Help me baby, ain't no stranger Help me baby, ain't no stranger Help me baby, ain't no stranger Can't you hear me knockin', ahh, are you safe asleep? Can't you hear me knockin', yeah, down the gas light street, now Can't you hear me knockin', yeah, throw me down the keys Alright now Hear me ringing big bell tolls Hear me singing soft and low I've been begging on my knees I've been kickin', help me please Hear me prowlin' I'm gonna take you down Hear me growlin' Yeah, I've got flatted feet now, now, now, now Hear me howlin' And all, all around your street now Hear me knockin' And all, all around your town |
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from The Rolling Stones 12집 - Sticky Fingers (1971)
Yeah, you got satin shoes
Yeah, you got plastic boots Y'all got cocaine eyes Yeah, you got speed-freak jive Can't you hear me knockin' on your window Can't you hear me knockin' on your door Can't you hear me knockin' down your dirty street, yeah Help me baby, ain't no stranger Help me baby, ain't no stranger Help me baby, ain't no stranger Can't you hear me knockin', ahh, are you safe asleep? Can't you hear me knockin', yeah, down the gas light street, now Can't you hear me knockin', yeah, throw me down the keys Alright now Hear me ringing big bell tolls Hear me singing soft and low I've been begging on my knees I've been kickin', help me please Hear me prowlin' I'm gonna take you down Hear me growlin' Yeah, I've got flatted feet now, now, now, now Hear me howlin' And all, all around your street now Hear me knockin' And all, all around your town |
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from The Rolling Stones 12집 - Sticky Fingers (1971)
Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folk that you know Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged company Cause you know I could never be alone Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Well when you're sitting back in your rose pink cadillac Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day Ah, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon And another girl to take my pain away Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can Send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the US mail Say it with dead flowers in my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave |
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from The Rolling Stones 12집 - Sticky Fingers (1971)
Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some rich folk that you know Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged company Well, you know I could never be alone Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Well when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day Ah, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon And another girl can take my pain away Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave - yeah! Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the U.S. Mail Say it with dead flowers in my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave |
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from The Rolling Stones 12집 - Sticky Fingers (1971)
As I stand by your flame
I get burned once again Feelin' low down, I'm blue As I sit by the fire Of your warm desire I've got the blues for you, yeah Every night you've been away I've sat down and I have prayed That you're safe in the arms of a guy Who will bring you alive Won't drag you down with abuse In the silk sheet of time I will find peace of mind Love is a bed full of blues And I've got the blues for you And I've got the blues for you And I'll bust my brains out for you And I'll tear my hair out I'm gonna tear my hair out just for you If you don't believe what I'm singing At three o'clock in the morning, babe, well I'm singing my song for you |
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from The Rolling Stones 12집 - Sticky Fingers (1971)
As I stand by your flame
I get burned once again Feelin' low down, I'm blue As I sit by the fire Of your warm desire I've got the blues for you, yeah Every night you've been away I've sat down and I have prayed That you're safe in the arms of a guy Who will bring you alive Won't drag you down with abuse In the silk sheet of time I will find peace of mind Love is a bed full of blues And I've got the blues for you And I've got the blues for you And I'll bust my brains out for you And I'll tear my hair out I'm gonna tear my hair out just for you If you don't believe what I'm singing At three o'clock in the morning, babe, well I'm singing my song for you |
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from The Rolling Stones 12집 - Sticky Fingers (1971)
When the wind blows and the rain feels cold
With a head full of snow With a head full of snow In the window there's a face you know Don't the night pass slow Don't the nights pass slow The sound of strangers sending nothing to my mind Just another mad mad day on the road I am just living to be lying by your side But I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road Made a rag pile of my shiny clothes Gonna warm my bones Gonna warm my bones I got silence on my radio Let the air waves flow Let the air waves flow Oh I'm sleeping under strange strange skies Just another mad mad day on the road My dreams is fading down the railway line I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I'm hiding sister and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm hiding baby and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm riding down you moonlight mile Let it go now, come on up babe Yeah, let it go now Yeah, flow now baby Yeah move on now yeah Yeah, I'm coming home 'Cause, I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road Down the road, down the road Yeah, yeah, hey hey hey baby, now |
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