Тексты песен «Rolling Stones»

Chief to scorn his friends Make love to his relations He beats his wife and makes her life A total wet vacation Now did everybody pay their dues? Now did end up with tribal blues? All the braves and squaws And the...

Please Mr. President, say it isn't so And I have a buck till I'm on duct ten row Please Mr. President, say it isn't so I don't wanna, pay $10.00 for gas I got nowhere to go... I talk to Mr. Getty I talk to Texaco I...

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 an heiress, owns...

Well you've got your diamonds and you've got your pretty clothes, And the chauffeur drives your car. You let ev'rybody know, but don't play with me, 'Cause you're playing with fire. Your mother she's an heiress, owns a...

Please go home Please go home Well maybe I'm talkin' too fast But I won't be the first or the last In the sea of the thousand you cast C'mon please go home I don't have to ask what you do I just have to look to get...

Last night I said these words to my girl I know you never even try, girl C'mon...C'mon...C'mon...C'mon... Please please me, whoa yeah, like I please you You don't need me to show the way, love Why do I always have to...

Can you believe it, I've won no medals In this love game. I've been resting on my laurels, I'm a bad loser, I'm a yard off my pace. I smell rubber And I soon discover That you're gone for good. My indiscretions...

She comes on like a rose And everybody knows She'll get you in Dutch You can look but you'd better not touch Poison ivy, poison ivy Well late at night when you're sleeping Poison ivy comes a creeping all around She's...

Pretty beat up Pretty beat up Since you put me down Pretty beat up, pretty beat up Yeah, since you left me lying around Pretty beat up, pretty beat up Since you 86-ed me, pretty beat up Never restitched me, pretty...

Well a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road Started down the road Took all he had and started down the road Going out in this world, where God only knows And that'll be the way to get along Well...

Well a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road started down the road Took all he had and started down the road Went out of his world, where God only knows And that'll be the...

It was a filthy block of flats Trash was on the floor A stink was in my nose Hinges off the doors She took me in her room All was spic and span Fixed me up a drink Turned down all the lamps And the rain fell down...

It was a filthy block of flats Trash was on the floor The stink was in my nose Hinges off the doors She took me in her room All was spick and span Fixed me up a drink Turned down all the lamps And the rain fell...

(Jagger/Richards) Well now we're respected in society We don't worry about the things that we used to be We're talking heroin with the president Well it's a problem, sir, but it can't be bent Uh yes! Well now you're a...

RESPECTABLE Stones Well now we're respected in society We don't worry about the things that we used to be We're talking heroin with the president If there's a problem sir you better keep it better Uh yes! Well now...

A smile on your face But not in your eyes You're looking through me You don't feel it inside Get out and ride on, baby, ride on, baby Ride on, baby, ride on, baby I could pick your face out in an fbi file You may look...

Mama says yes, Papa says no, Make up you mind 'cause I gotta go. I'm gonna raise hell at the Union Hall, Drive myself right over the wall. Rip this joint, gonna save your soul, Round and round and round we go. Roll...

Mama says yes, Papa says no, make up you mind 'cause I gotta go. I'm gonna raise hell at the Union Hall, drive myself right over the wall. Rip this joint, gonna save your soul, so round and round and round we go. Roll...

Well I'm a roadrunner, honey Well I'm a roadrunner, honey I bet you can't keep up with me Well I'm a roadrunner, man I bet you can't keep up with me Ah, you'll never gonna catch me baby Baby, baby, you will see Well...

The fields of Eden Are full of trash And if we beg and we borrow and steal We'll never get it back People are hungry They crowd around And the city gets bigger as the country comes begging to town CHORUS Stuck between...