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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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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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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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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
(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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Cry cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Welcome back home. Now he told you, that he loved you much more than I But he left you and you don't, you just don't know why And when you don't know what to do You come runnin' and start to Cry cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, Like you always do. Don't you know nobody can love you the way I do Take the pain and the heartache too Ah honey you know that I'll be around When you need me, go on and Cry cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, Welcome back home. I've spent so many nights Just waiting for you to come walkin' through that door And even tho you've made a fool of me so many times before I know that all it takes is just the sight of your face To make me realize that I'll always love you darlin' And I can see that you got some more tears to shed I can see it baby, because your eyes, your eyes are getting red So c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon and Cry cry baby, cry baby, cry baby. |
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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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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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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 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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