Тексты песен «Rolling Stones»

Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been gone Way back to New York City Where you do belong Honey, I missed your two-tone kisses Legs wrapped around me tight If I ever get back to Fun City, girl I'm gonna...

(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,...

If you start me upIf 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...

Well luck is expensive and freedom comes cheap When love's on the menu, I don't drink so deep Well I was just out there to have me some fun But it's easier said than done Mmm... we're standing so far apart We had a...

Now there's two, there's two trains running And it never runs my way Now then one is running at midnight The other one is running in just four days Running in just four days, Running in just four days Somebody help me...

Ev'ry time I'm walking all down the street Some pretty mama start breaking down on me. Stop breaking down, baby, please, stop breaking down. Stuff is gonna bust you brains out, baby, Gonna make you lose your mind. You...

(actually written by blues great Robert Johnson with no credit given in either the record or music book) Ev'ry time I'm walking all down the street some pretty mama start breaking down on me. Stop breaking down, baby,...

I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs I know you're no scare-eyed honey. There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs But it's no hanging matter It's no capital crime I can see that you're fifteen...

I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs I know you're no scare-eyed honey. There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs But it's no hanging matter It's no capital crime I can...

(Thank you) I hear the clip-clap of your feet upon the stairs I know ya ain't no scare-eyed honey. There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs It's no hanging matter, no It's no capital crime I can see that...

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 But what can a poor boy do except to sing for a rock and...

(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...

Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, oh, boy. 'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, Oh, boy. But what can a poor boy do except to sing for a Rock 'N' Roll Band 'Cause...

You're awful bright You're awful smart I must admit You broke my heart The awful truth Is really sad I must admit I was awful bad While lovers laugh And music plays I stumble by And hide my pain Mmmm, the...

Owwwooooo, yeah Well... Like to put my foot down, head out of New York town Hit the open road, open road I guess it clears my mind, I love the change in time It put my nose in joint, well well well I'm just so...

Woo whoo whoo whoo Woo whoo whoo whoo Saw you on the sidewalk sister Walking home alone You got the blues from working Right down to your bones Woun't you please tell me sister Yeah, its all a trip Yeah even alone

I'm not talking about the kind of clothes she wears Look at that stupid girl I'm not talking about the way she combs her hair Look at that stupid girl The way she powders her nose Her vanity shows and it shows...

Been keeping cool Been lying low Been dancing smooth And dancing slow Keeping myself to myself My nose is clean But I'm a man Not a machine All get together and feel alright All get together and rock all night All get...

Just a few days and you'll be back in your school I'll be sitting around by the swimming pool You'll be studying history and you'll be down the gym And I'll be down the pub, probably playing pool and drinking It's...

I'm a gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler About a-workin' all summer just a-trying to earn a dollar Every time I call my baby, try to get a date The boss says "No dice son you gotta work a-late" Some times I...